The postman delivered my son’s first dressing up outfit a couple of days ago and the excitement for me to test it for size (on my son of course!) had been too much to handle. I had an hour to spare and my son was in a patient mood. So why not?
The outfit had enough room for at least a few months of wear. Apart from the hat, that is. I’m sure he’ll look back in years to come and think ‘oh mum, what on earth?’ But having seen some of the costumes out there I think I’ve been relatively kind. Mickey Mouse is a classic after all!
There were some funny images and some cute ones which but don’t be fooled into thinking that photography’s an easy ride. It’s certainly fun, I love spending time with little ones and it’s a breeze compared to a life in the boardroom…..but it can be challenging.
You have to time the session perfectly making sure they’re fed, watered, not lacking in sleep and most importantly to let them be themselves. And if that means not wanting to participate throughout the whole session regardless of how hard you try, then so be it. Photographs that have a story behind them are the ones you look at fondly (or laugh at) in years to come.
This is one from the Mickey Mouse session which will continue to make me laugh! It suggests he would have preferred to be Donald Duck.
This Sunday afternoon we spent a couple of hours strolling through Hurtwood, near Pitch Hill….and what a perfect opportunity to take the Canon out for a walk.
The weather was perfect, our son had plenty of energy and I needed some fresh air. Pitch Hill is on our doorstep and although we’ve lived in the area for two years and passed it many times we’d never managed to visit.
It was pretty busy as there was an MTBO (Mountain Bike Orienteering) event and as a result my son’s new word is bike! He loved watching the cyclists pass and was more than impressed as a few of them raced up a ramp at speed and flew through the air.
I love this time of year and woodland walks are great for all your senses. The autumnal colours of leaves on the trees, in the air and on the ground. The damp undergrowth is a fantastic environment for moss and as a result creates a wonderful contrast to the thorny brambles. There were plenty of fungi at the base of trees and to the side of the path but I was pretty exited when I saw this Fly Agaric mushroom. It stood in solitude on a bed of bright green moss in beautiful sunlight.
Towards the end of the walk there was a pond, together with bulrushes and dragonflies and a perfectly positioned bench to rest weary legs. I didn’t manage to capture any images of dragonflies but may be next time.
The walk in itself was probably an easy one hour round trip but with little legs and inquisitive eyes (both me and my son!) it took two hours. We came home with arms full of brightly coloured fallen leaves, images of the fun Sunday afternoon, knowledge of a new place for family walks and a very tired boy.