The first day of the month is always busy and it was no different today.
Photos to file and organise into external drives. Rejected photos to be removed from the catalogs to allow the new month’s photos to have some place to live. A time for careful checking that all the photos I want to keep are KEPT and not deleted by accident. This has been a terrible year for making mistakes and there are still more than thirty days to go!
After I’d worked out how to copy my photos onto my external drive for archiving, I decided to write a short explanation to self describing how I did it, because it’s so easy to say “Oh, I’ll remember how to do that. No problem.” It is no problem until you come to the beginning of a new batch and can’t remember the exact method that works. Belts and Braces may look clumsy, but it works. Hopefully I’ll remember where I put the explanation!
Scamp was out at midday to meet up with one of her old friends for lunch. That left me with the whole afternoon to play with. I went for a walk and struggled to find a decent photo anywhere in St Mo’s. The trees are all bare now apart from the conifers and they just stand like dark guardians behind the pond. I saw one photo that interested me, more a challenge than an interest. There was a bit of life in the sky, but the foreground was almost completely black. I set to and managed to produce a decent photo with a fairly dramatic sky. That became PoD.
When I returned, Scamp wasn’t far behind. We knew we were going out later to Kirsty’s dance class and neither of us were hungry, so we sat down and read for an hour or so. Eventually we had to move to get ready for the dance class. I struggled with the sequence dance Kirsty had ready for us three couples. The dance was Tango Sereda which Scamp says we’ve done before, but I couldn’t remember it. It’s an old fashioned sequence dance. Fairly short and not too complicated (Scamp says). After a good half an hour we almost had it in the bag. Kirsty says we’ll hopefully do it again next week. It was certainly much better than Samba, that’s all I’ll say.
We finished with another sequence dance, the Mayfair Quickstep which is right up our street. Almost every Tea Dance has a Mayfair Quickstep in it somewhere.
Drove home and got parked easily! Dinner was Friday’s soup and it tasted even better than when it was new.
Tomorrow, Scamp is out in the afternoon to be a supporter for Shona when she goes to see the doc.