We had a little picnic in this cave we came across. It was manmade but it didn’t matter to Oscar – it was every bit as magical to him – imagining the bats and spiders that would come out and inhabit the cave at night. The light inside was really lovely but of course the photographer’s child didn’t want to be photographed that day.
I took this photo a couple of weeks ago and wasn’t sure what to do with it. I didn’t think it was blog-worthy as I wasn’t sure there was much artistic merit – just a kid throwing chips to seagulls. But that one seagull there at the back and his comical pose had me coming back to it so as I make up a few days as this project draws to an end I decided I really wanted to keep it in.
On Christmas morning we were woken predictably early by very excited children. Very pleased they had made Santa’s nice list this year, we unwrapped probably more presents than we have storage for. We headed out to have lunch with family where more presents were unwrapped and three little cousins plus one very sleepy newborn entertained their Grandparents.
The weather the last few days has been wild, windy and unpredictable. This seems like tradition in the lead up to Christmas. It seems to oscillate from cold and rainy one year to stinking hot the next. It looks like it might be our turn for a wet Christmas (doesn’t quite have the same ring to it as a White Christmas).
We recently fixed up our multi-purpose room and turned it once and for all into a playroom for the kids and an office for me. The kids love a good book so we created this little reading nook with a comfy Lola-sized chair and bookshelves accessible to little hands. It’s been the best thing we’ve done to our house. Now while I’m showering or getting dressed and ready for the day I’m not followed around by my lost little puppy – instead she finds her way to the playroom and keeps herself occupied.
We went to the beach to have a picnic dinner. It ended up being a very wet and sandy experience but also an incredibly fun and joyful one too. I don’t know what it is about the ocean at sunset but it is truly magical. Most photographers would understand what I meant if I said I was ‘in the zone’ that afternoon. I was just mesmerised by the beautiful light and the display of joy from my favourite people that everything else and everyone else just faded into the background. My long skirt was a soaked, sand covered mess by the end of it and I hadn’t even noticed it happening.
I love images that capture those little in-between moments. They don’t always have to make sense or tell a story, but they should definitely make you feel. Those belly laughs really do it for me. I don’t remember why they were laughing (could have been a crash tackle?) or why Lola was wearing gumboots over her pyjamas but none of that matters because I just feel the joy of the moment.