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This is a body positivity project, if you don’t like male nudity please don’t come in. Over 18? Click here!. Sometimes I wonder how Mike puts up with me. I'm not exactly a "normal" wife. Not only am I generally uninterested in things like cooking and other traditional wifely arts I spend a lot of time doing messy things that would make most "normal" people shake their heads.

Last week, I flagged down a local parks crew. They'd been out pruning the ornamental plums and cherries that make our corner of the world so pinkly magical in early spring. For years, I've been asking the dudes to tell me when and where they're pruning The dudes pulled over in their truck and, when I asked for branches, handed me some clippers and told me to take whatever blooming sprigs I wanted.

I looked at the clippers in dismay. And the dudes pretty much just shrugged and said, "Um Over the weekend, I used some sprigs along with tulips, daffodils and Dutch irises to make a bunch of bouquets, which I placed all over the house in vases. But the real fun started when Mike went to work, and I was free to drag said tree-sized branches into the house. I made a huge mess, but They're still here.

Rather brown and dry But I'm not ready to give up on shooting their shadows yet. So I really really appreciate that Mike obligingly turns a blind eye to the As he turns an obliging blind eye to the various things I leave lying around In my defence, I come by this naturally. Just the other day, my mom was telling me how very tolerant my dad has become Anyway, this is one of those pics that turned out pretty much almost exactly as I'd imagined it.

And it's pretty much straight from the camera I just bumped up the contrast a bit to try to bring out the shadows a little more. Happy first day of spring. May all your metaphorical offices be filled with metaphorical cherry blossoms. Where do the years go? And where did the summer go too for that matter? And most of all, why do I always find this location so difficult to photograph?

This time I started off too high, then dropped down to just above the water, before finally resting here, the halfway house where I nearly always stop.

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The shapes that make this group of sea stacks so definitive and interesting were completely lost in shooting them from where they were standing - well in my opinion they were anyway. Sorry Mads and Nigel. The Redruth to Helston road is narrow and twisting through a handful of tiny hamlets and I usually seem to meet a bus or a big truck at one of the short stretches where the white lines in the middle disappear.

The one from Helston to Lizard Village is slightly better, apart from the two plunging chicanes, the first of them a gentle preparation for the rather more hairy second.