School holidays are here, so excuse the sudden photo-blogging. I have taken time off work to be with the kids and my budget is a little lean this year so it’s all just ‘hanging out’, all the time. And actually, I’m rediscovering the pleasure of this pace.
This week I went on a day trip to the country with the kids. When broke, I am a big fan of the ‘day trip’.
Here is what I like to do on road trips – take photographs. Four year old Cormac is the perfect photography-walking company because doesn’t matter how little there is to see, he is charmed by it. Look, a drain! “I love dark places, don’t I? I love looking in these holes”. You do. Keep on keepin’ on, kid.
Look at the drains all you like, because I love fonts.
Jump, before the step breaks.
Lauca, exaggerating the cold.
I can’t even begin to imagine how annoying it is to be my kid, all this wandering around with the photography. But it does make for some wonderfully pensive looks from the kids.
When you drive up closed roads you sometimes meet people. This happens to be the man for whom the entire region is named. Go ahead and walk to my look-out, he said, though he couldn’t guarantee our safety on such an old path. That’s ok, I’m fine with some risk.
He has a lovely face.
So, this view at the look-out, quite something, isn’t it?
Do you know the sound of one thousand water birds taking flight because you got too close to them with your camera?