This week it’s images of satisfaction we are looking for, and once more I’m running late with my response. I have an excuse, though, and his name is Banjo – he’s my third grandchild (to date) and he’s just past six weeks old.
Satisfaction can come from many things and experiences, but a nice cup of tea is satisfactory to many of us. I took this photo of a vintage “trio” to use in advertising our local Hall’s planned High Tea later this year.
There’s a lot of satisfaction in spending time with little kids, especially when they’re grandkids and you get to give them back! Juniper and Banjo are siblings, Matilda (in the middle) is their cousin. Juni’s satisfaction comes from playing with her many vehicles, but she also loves “Icy-colds”, regardless of the weather. Matilda is fond of dancing on tables, which her grown-ups are less keen on, but fear of falling doesn’t seem to occur to her! Banjo is fairly easily satisfied with a full belly and a dry bottom, he doesn’t want much else.
Passing by, passing through, some things are transient, here today, gone in a few seconds and you’d better be quick on that shutter button to capture the moment.
Our new grand son, Banjo was only a few days old (he’s a-week-and-a-bit now) when I took these photos. His expression changes constantly – everything is surprising and disturbing when you are quite new to it all!
We had a few days to get to know him before coming home. I get to go back in a month or so and enjoy watching him discover the world some more.
My Grandma lived next door when I grew up, but she had kids (my uncle Jim and aunty Jen) who were around the same age as me and my siblings. She wouldn’t have had the time to just sit and enjoy her grandkids, which hadn’t occurred to me before. We played together a lot, but there was none of the special (and short-lived) “Grandma” time I can have with our three grandkids.
The theme, like this week, is “evanescent” – although the week could be quite memorable, since I am here in Canberra awaiting the birth of Juniper’s sibling. We spent much of yesterday afternoon outside, enjoying the fleeting autumn sunshine and the last of the fast -falling leaves. Juni’s Mummy gave her some big sticks of chalk to draw on the concrete path, knowing that whatever art she produced would soon be gone. It rained a bit today (which didn’t keep Juni from playing outside), so I’m guessing the chalk marks have already faded away. Thanks to photography, they won’t be utterly forgotten, though.
The red leaf was hanging by a thread, besides which the ray of sunlight would soon move away, so that glow was particularly short-lived. We all know about dandelion clocks! I count myself lucky to have found one still intact.
Our Earth is a water planet, luckily for us, because that means we have beaches and rolling surf, all around the surface of the earth.
We had a day out this week with little Matilda, her mum and dad and uncle Alex. These pics all taken on Griffith Island, Port Fairy. The island is a reserve for the Mutton birds that breed there. You can possibly guess from the common name what happened to these birds when colonists “discovered” them. Luckily they didn’t go the way of the Passenger Pigeon, but they still need protection – mainly from foxes and cats these days.
Matilda loved the feeling of sand under her toes, but she wasn’t nearly as keen on the water that kept running after her. I spotted the little cairn that someone had built on a rock near the lighthouse. I’ve no idea how long it has been there, but loved the little human touch on the wild and wet coast.
Our younger Grand-daughter, Matilda, is one year old on Christmas Eve. In anticipation of the day, we had an early party for her in the park. Nothing could have prepared her for the experience of eating fistfuls of frosting, but she quickly came to grips with it…
She’d been walking with adult help for several weeks, and we’d been looking forward to the day she would take off and walk independently – and of course, it was the playground nearby that gave her the incentive to just go under her own steam, an adult in her wake to make sure she didn’t get into any trouble. It’s the grown-ups job to anticipate what can happen next, and make sure it doesn’t. We can anticipate fun things, too, like a baby meeting frosting for the first time, but no one anticipated her pleasure in squishing whipped cream with her toes!
Yay! Christmas is coming! Soon it will be gone again…(also yay). Rising to this occasion, the Photography Challenge this week is to show something that it’s not this time of year without. Christmas is all about family, but our family are scattered across the continent and holiday travel is expensive, so our family celebration is whenever we can all get together. Last Christmas was one out of the box though – our little grand daughter Matilda decided to arrive a bit early, on Christmas Eve, so our Christmas day was a hot, windy picnic, and a couple of hours of passing the baby around the room at the hospital in Ballarat.
She slept through everything. 11 months later, sleep is not her favourite thing anymore…
Juniper is 3 now, and her favourite thing is her engines . Whenever our family celebration ends up, there will be trains involved. The other thing I especially like at the holiday feast, whenever it is, is something homegrown, even if it’s only a handful of beans, or some parsley. Too bad I’ve already eaten these broad beans…
Fun! Isn’t that the favourite photography subject of nearly everyone with a camera?! This week’s challenge theme is both very broad, and very personal, because one person’s idea of fun can be another’s idea of hell-on-earth…
We had a family day out in the Grampians on the weekend, which was extra fun because we had Matilda with us – and at nearly-eight months, she finds everything fascinating and strange, from the water rushing over the rocks, to Grandpa’s ginger ice cream.
The walk to Venus Baths, near Halls Gap, is pretty easy, even with a pram (apart from steps nearer the Baths). It’s popular in summer, a big rocky water slide for the young and adventurous. On a nippy winter afternoon, the water is only for looking at and listening to. Alex really wanted to let Tilly touch the water, but couldn’t find a safe enough spot, so she’ll have to wait until she’s much bigger. The same goes for ginger ice cream – vanilla might have been more fun for her!