I’m going back about three months for my response to “waiting”, to the day our grandson finally made his appearance. We all got up indecently early, because my daughter and her partner had a theatre date and they had to be at the hospital at a certain time. So Juni and I (Granny), were up before the birds too.
Of course, things didn’t go to schedule, and someone needed the theatre more urgently, so June and I were at home doing the usual things, texting Mummy at times, and waiting, waiting, waiting. At last the news came – a baby brother for Juni, and a grandson for me. A dainty little chap at just under 11lb, he hasn’t looked back and is growing, as is proper for babies, like a mushroom. There was a gift from him to June waiting at the hospital, but he needn’t have worried – she adores him!
Everything has structure, I guess, although not always photogenic. Still, as beauty is in the eye of the beholder, photogenic must be in the eye of the photographer…
I’ve chosen one image of man-made structure, and two natural. The structure of the buds fascinated me, and the sun behind the tree highlights the structure of the branches. The old pressed glass bottles are tantalisingly displayed behind frosted glass in what was once an internal window. My Dad built shelves into one side of what used to be a sliding door and I recently added upcycled frosted glazed doors to the open side to make a shallow cupboard of sorts. I have since applied a film to the old plain glass. The plan was for more privacy while still letting in light, but I am constantly delighted by the appearance of ghostly forms through the frost.