posts from canon 400D


journalsixteen {one}

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sixteen days. a little over a hundred pictures taken. my canon has become my friend again. I just miss my pentax slightly too much.

as for today’s picture. well, an after-work drink with a friend who’s leaving for dubai. the fairy lights have stolen my heart.

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food, handmade, journalfourteen {3}

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day one of vanilla extract making. hopefully, I’ll document this on foodbeam.

I had been dreaming of producing my very own vanilla loveliness for a long time. too long in fact. make this my first achievement for Elsie’s simple goals project.

one. make vanilla extract.
two. eat healthily.
three. draw more.
four. find out what I really want to do.

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journalthirteen {0}

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an early morning picture for a change. drying laundry. ephemeral sunlight. I don’t want those summer days to go. ever.

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food, journalten {2}

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today’s grey weather and light rain have pushed me into a much-loved state of cosiness.

wrapped into a warm wool cardigan, I crossed the street to buy some eggs and milk. crêpe time!

crêpes are the ultimate comfort food for me. and the recollection of my dad making them by the stove while my mum, sister and I were longing in front of our plates might have had an impact.
definitely, a part of our happy family.

what’s your favourite comfort food? and mostly, why?

ps. for the record, here is my go-to recipe. never fails to please hungry friends. in a bowl, mix 300g of flour, a pinch of salt, and two eggs. then gradually add 500g of milk. mixing well after every addition. finally, incorporate a small glass of water to thin up the batter slightly.
cook into a hot pan, making sure you grease it with a little butter every now and then

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journaleight {0}

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a day was skipped. an ice-cream van was spotted just outside from work. a delicious white chocolate sponge with apricots and pistachio ice-cream was made.

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food, journalsix {0}

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sometimes, I just like to pause and explore the surroundings. the energy. the precision. and the passion. it’s so beautiful it all seems like a dream.

patisserie, check on! and there. I wake up and get the desserts ready. service please, table eleven!

what leaves you dreamy about your job?

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journalfive {5}

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egerton gardens are my very own desert island. somewhere where I could live for the rest of my life. with very little.

some books, and a large kitchen to make delicious patisseries.

where is your favourite corner of the world?

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journalthree {one}

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I’ve just had the best bloody mary ever. the (charming) bartender tells me it’s the passion fruit pulp he added. my friend tells me it’s the couple of beers we had beforehands.

have a good night.

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journalhappy {5}

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I still can’t believe it. and yet.

the bestest thing to wake up to.

ps. as my sister wisely said: it’s sweet, but it remains pictures of my feet. gross!

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journaltwo {one}

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my room is quite a mess. but instead of the planned tidy-up, I ended up staying in bed all day.

listening to beautiful music, looking at some lovely book, writing in my journal, talking to a favourite friend, eating pan-fried gnocchi, and rather evidently, looking at my feet.

the cameras on my bed will have to wait a little before they find a neat place!

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