Browsing 36 posts tagged with Indie.

 
 

“Gimme that biscuit”

Indie gets what she wants with that face. Also, ƒ1.4 on a full frame camera, mmm. I know I’ve been shooting with the 50mm and 5D for a year now, but I still get excited by it.

 
 

Friday Night Glow

It was the first peep of sun we’d had in a month or so, or at least it felt that way. This could only mean one thing; a Friday night sesh on the terrace. There’s something really beautiful about the golden light the sun casts as it sets, and it always always always urges me to get my camera out. Always. Fortunately for me, my friends know that having a camera in their face is a given when you hang with me.

I also made a golden hour montage, which I uploaded to Flickr.

 
 

Indie, my pup

I would like to formally introduce you to my dog, Indie. I don’t think I’ve done that yet, have I? Indie is from Cardonald Cat and Dog home. She was dumped at the grounds where it took staff 4 days to catch her (it was only because she got stuck in a fence that she was eventually caught). She was quickly re-homed, but they brought her back after a week because she was difficult. I’ve had her for 4 years, I think.

I also took this photo of her just a few minutes ago. I think she got a good home, huh? Oh, and if my mum sees this, yes, I know I still haven’t called the estate agent …

 
 

Early Summer Nights

These warm evenings are making me feel summery, even if it is only April. I can’t wait to get some garden furniture for my terrace and enjoy a few ice cold ciders out there. Last night, however, my friend Gary and I enjoyed dinner and Diet Cokes at Nando’s. Seriously, you can’t go wrong with a Nando’s, but a Nando’s at golden hour = perfection.

 
 

Sunday in the West End

Today was one of those perfect Sundays; beautiful weather and an impromptu meet-up with a friend at Kelvingrove park. It’s strange, but walking a mere 15 minutes from my house makes me feel like I’m completely outwith Glasgow. Or at the very least it makes Glasgow feel less like a city. The real estate is completely different to the area I live in, I just found it all really charming.

 
 

Dinner at the Rotunda

My new place, which, I know, I haven’t stopped talking about, happens to be next door to a Japanese restaurant. I’ve only lived here two weeks yet I’ve become a regular. So much so that when I last went for dinner I was given freebie food, “especially for you”.

 
 
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