Showing posts with label eyes. Show all posts
Showing posts with label eyes. Show all posts

Wednesday, 28 November 2012

Eyes

If you follow me on instagram or have ever had an idle glance at my instagram box over there on the right, you will know I have a new hobby.

And it seems that I am not alone in my hobby having spotted an article on the Daily Mail website on Monday, remarking on a phenomenon discovered in Mrs Warriner's back garden recently involving Meercat triplets.

As I walk to and from school, as I endeavour to round up the abundant leaves in our garden, as I walk the dog through the streets, you will find me, pausing occasionally, squinting possibly, and whipping out my iphone to capture my latest obsession: fence faces.

They are everywhere. Just stop for a moment or two and stare at a fence and I defy you not to spot at least one pair of eyes peeking back at you.

But why stop there? I have finely tuned my skill of spotting faces to spotting expressions and even animals. For example, cow, horse, emu, Chihuahua, Pekingese, gremlin, ghost, moose and mascara running sad face. I have spared you the long-tailed tit in profile sitting on a branch and the owl chick but please take a look in my instagram gallery.

For for delight and wonder I give you Fence Faces:

#fencefaces

So next time you pass a fence, have a look. Ignore passers by staring at you staring at the fence and capture your first fence face. Post it on instagram and tag me or use #fencefaces so I can marvel at your new found friend too.

Joining in with The Gallery and the theme of Eyes at Sticky Fingers.


Wednesday, 18 January 2012

The Gallery - Eyes

I didn't have to delve too far into the archives to find the photo that I wanted to feature on this weeks Gallery. In fact I had 3 that were right up there and after some deliberation and the tossing of a coin I chose to show them all.

Kids in sunglasses


They are united by a common theme as you can see.

All at similar ages, Each of my three children reached for the sunglasses, greasy fingers all over the lenses, maybe the right way up or maybe not, and a cheesy grin in place ready for the camera. You can't see their eyes but you know that behind the lenses their eyes are twinkly with a certain cheekiness that says, "I know I'm not supposed to, and I'm probably going to be told off, like the last time and I tried to use the arms as a catapult, but I'm going to try them on anyway because I look COOL!".

Yes, you do look cool which is the reason I only ever buy cheap sunglasses. Long gone are the days of Raybans!

This post is joining in with The Gallery over at Sticky Fingers.