Putting on my walking shoes…

In my excitement for New Year’s resolutions, I planned the whole weekend to be extremely productive. Of course, in India, things rarely go according to plan...

First, we wanted to visit bird sanctuary which is just around the corner (and a ferry ride) from our place. Ignorant, as we are, in the bird's department, we were ready to go around noon. Turns out, the best time to actually see some birds is morning, early morning.

We quickly changed plans and went to see the folk festival and art exhibition in the local cultural center. What a disappointment! The folk festival turned out to be one big flea market - not a good kind.

The exhibition was a total travesty, just a bunch of canvas reprints of European masters. On the other hand, we had a nice time reminiscing about the fantastic museums we saw during holiday…
It wasn’t a complete waste too. We learned about fado concert coming up (just hope they won’t play it from a CD). Plus, behind the cultural center, we found a lovely boardwalk along the river, small beach, and tiny lighthouse – nice place to sit and dillydally.

 

After cultural disappointments, we turned to more practical goals. After I took down Christmas tree and decorations, our home looked quite empty. We bought a ton of beautiful picture frames and few plants in little quaint nursery called Green fingers. It also made me realize that I don’t know squat about flowers. (One more thing I would like to work on)

Sunday evening brought a pleasant surprise: wedding pictures arrived from our talented photographer. Yay! It also means one more task for this week: pick and print my favorites. Actually, the wedding pictures are the reason why I decided to pick up scrapbooking. Have you noticed, since digital photography entered our lives, we have millions of pictures on our computers but no albums?