well, that’s the morning gone

I go out early into the garden to play in the frost.  And then just a quick look at my efforts on the computer before I start on the things I'm supposed to do. 

The frost was doing interesting things on the lid of this old incinerator.  I don’t have a macro lens and the real detail was missing so I started playing with software.  I’m still getting to grips with Nik software and discover something I’d not noticed before - ‘recipes’.   Or rather - ‘save recipes’.  

When you see an instruction which invites you to ‘save’ it implies some foreknowledge about what it is you might actually wish to save - and where to find it afterwards.  Neither of these are givens as far as I’m concerned.

And so it goes.

It never ceases to amaze me just how much time is consumed sitting at a computer.  By the time I have concocted a recipe, saved it and then to test my understanding, retrieved it again, it’s got to that point where it’s not really worth starting ‘a job’.  It’s time for my coffee break, a shower and then some ‘stuff’ with emails, by which time it’s lunch. 

And I’m out in the afternoon, so that’s the day gone really.  The job list hasn’t gone down and there’s only 4 days left before Anniemay returns home.