I know, I know. I’m late. Yesterday, on a beautiful winter’s day, we invited some friends over for a barbeque in our back paddock. So I chilled out, relaxed and enjoyed the moment.
The camera was out though. It’s never too far away. I love capturing the joy on the kids faces. I hope they remember it forever but just in case, we’ll have reminders.
Have a great weekend everyone. xo
Have a great weekend everyone. xo
Yes, you’re right. My Stills Collection is late.
This week it started to get chilly. The change of season is upon us. The leaves are falling. The ugg boots are out. Hubby cut the first batch of wood for the fire. It’s nearly time.
It’s starting to get harder to get out of bed in the morning. You know the feeling, being all cosy & warm underneath the blankets. The chill in the air around you. The mad dash to grab something warm as you pry yourself up knowing that you are the responsible one. You are the one who has to get them all up.
They don’t want to get up either. It’s certainly getting harder to drag the kids out of bed these days. They take after their mumma. The days are warm and beautiful though. The afternoon light is amazing. And although we didn’t find the autumn leaves we were looking for this week. We did find some tall grass. And they stopped fighting for a moment & frolicked.
I actually don’t mind Winter. I like that when you are cold you can put on layers to warm you up, light a fire, drink a warm cup of tea. Bring it on! (Nb: I can’t imagine trying to warm up in a country like Canada though…)
You might have also noticed that my 10 on 10 is late too. It’s been a super busy week with no signs of letting up. Instead I did a special Mothers Day 12 on 12. So stayed tuned. xo
It was one sunny autumn day in an apple orchard. The simple act of picking apples. The joy on their tiny faces. Skipping through the long grass. Climbing on daddy’s shoulders. The crunch of an apple. It’s was the little things…
My grandfather had alzheimers. This has always been a devastating thought to me. How could someone forget all the wonderful things that have happened in their life? All the things happening in this moment? I have always treasured memories; those recorded in letters, video and photographs. I have always had my camera in hand. But more than recording the ‘big’ moments, I want to remember the little things. How my toddler ran around the beach during summer holidays, laughing and giggling. How my son held a fishing rod for the first time. The moment my eldest daughter plaited her own hair; the exhilaration on her face. And then there’s my quirky curly haired middle child who always makes me smile. It’s these little things I want to remember so I have started this blog to share with my kids, my family and friends the simplicity of those moments.
I am not a professional photographer, although I often dream of it. Taking photos has made me slow down and cherish those everyday moments; to remember how precious they are. I see the love in my family (oh yes, I also see the tantrums and fights too). I now notice the light entering a room – falling on someone’s face or glistening on a blade of grass; how my baby sleeps with her legs curled up; the way my daughter looks at me from under her eyebrows when she’s cranky; how all four of them want to lick the bowl when we bake. The love in their eyes, the joy, the frustration, the surprise, the wonder.
Here are some of those moments and my reflection on life, love, motherhood and those little things in between. Thank you for joining us. xo
1. (From top) My epiphany after our visit to the apple orchard in May 2012. My youngest growing up so quickly and I was wondering… What other little things have I taken for granted? What else have I missed?
2. Oh she has me wrapped around her little finger this one! Charlotte running around in circles chasing me at the beach.
3. Sitting on the banks under the shade of a tree I watched these two talk fish. I watched a father teach his son how to fish but it was so much more.
4. Lucas using his new rod to catch his first ever fish.
5. A glimmering brim. Now what to do?
6, 7 and 8. Sophia learnt to plait a few weeks ago and has taken to it like the girly girl she is plaiting everything in sight.
9. She’s the cheeky one. My little Evie.