Smiling for the camera is such a cliche – but catching a genuine smile on film (or in pixels) is lovely. I like to take unposed photos of my grandkids (and my kids, back in the day), with them going about their business. The “look at the camera and say cheese” variety have their place, but I like more natural portraits – and if I capture a smile – bonus! We are going to visit Juniper and Banjo next week – we haven’t seen them in person for months, so whatever next week’s challenge theme is, I may have to work them into it!
Portraying a convincing smile in a painting is harder than catching a smile in a photo, which is why this acrylic has pride of place on my wall.
Sometimes including faces in the crowd, or the backs of heads, adds an interesting layer to an image, without detracting from whatever they are looking at, or doing.
Our Hall Committee have hosted two High Teas (so far!). They are a lot of work, as well as a lot of fun, and I’ve been trying to remember to document them as much as possible. I pulled the phone out yesterday to catch Peter and Neil hard at work washing up and putting away the many bits and pieces that are essential for a proper High Tea. I had taken several photos of the room set up but empty of people – full, it looks quite different.
Granpa, Tilly and a small horse (and another young lass) needs no explanation.
The other three images are from our Trip of a Lifetime (2011 – time flies).
I took a lot of photos with Bryan in them – some deliberate, some because he was in the way… The little boys were “in my way” when I was taking photos of the rainbow in the International Fountain at the Seattle Center, but the shot with them there is by far the best of the lot. The last one is from the ferry, crossing from Port Angeles to Victoria BC – our three day foray to Canadian soil – looking back across the backs of other passengers at lovely Hurricane Ridge.
The photo challenge this time is to share something sweet. I’m not the sweet-tooth I was in my youth -lollies have definitely lost their appeal. I do like a little sweet something now and then, just not as sweet as when I was a kid. My grand daughters, however, are both deeply in love with frosting, sprinkles and anything sugary.
A nice cup of tea and a scone with some jam will do me.
Juniper was obsessed with icecream last birthday, and I had fun looking for craft supplies that fit the theme for her – such as this super sweet stamp set.
Our grand daughter Tilly will be two on Christmas Eve – she loves to ascend anything climbable at every opportunity whether it’s meant to be climbed or not. Two Christmas’s ago she was a serene little sleep champion who didn’t even wake up for a hearing test, let alone her heel prick. How things change!
So sweet! Now look at her – still sweet, but with more than a touch of spice (chili, not nutmeg). In the first three she was prancing around on a stone table top, feeling triumphant, while the adults sitting around it were on high alert in case she fell…
In the second pair of photos, she is watching the flames and ash ascending from uncle Alex’s latest bonfire. Thankfully she is more wary of fire than she is of climbing !
Matilda has yet to meet her new(ish) cousin Banjo. I’m looking forward to “Family Christmas” in about six months, when our kids and their kids will all get together for a few days. It’s a fairly rare event, thanks to the long distances between us, but social media keeps everyone in touch in a way that would astonish my grandparents.
Here are the other two grand kids, Juniper and Banjo, photo by their mum, via social media. They were wearing their Christmas outfits from me – I made the shorts and bought matching t-shirts, which delighted Juni, fortunately.
I don’t know what happened, but I’ve missed a couple of weeks…Cheeky is a word often used of toddlers generally, and for our grand daughter Matilda in particular. They are endlessly curious and keen to try things we’d rather they didn’t – like pushing the button on the side of a brick public barbecue…She was so delighted by the cloud of smelly smoke that resulted – us not so much! And those things, so easy to turn on that a toddler can do it, have no off switch…
We went to the coast – Port Fairy and Killarney Beach, then the park at Koroit for hot chips and potato cakes (no BBQ) – because a hot day was forecast, and generally, the coast is cooler…But not always, and we chose one of the Hot On The Coast days, alas.
It often amazes me to see newspaper polls on how safe people think they are (with no regard for how safe they actually are) when their feelings of security are so much affected by what they read in that same newspaper – not to mention TV news coverage that emphasises and reiterates every bad thing that happens anywhere (preferably with pictures).
Feeling secure is as important as how secure you actually are, and not watching the news is a big help with that. Morgen the cat and our grand daughters, Matilda and Juniper, don’t watch “news” and they feel pretty good most of the time. My mum took the photo of Juni, me and Zoe (my daughter, Juni’s mum) sitting on one of my late dad’s English ship’s cannons. He rescued them from scrap metal when I was little, and we used them as a play gym when I was growing up. I feel less secure about my grandkids frolicking on them – they didn’t seem as high (or hard) when I was a kid…