I think I must be a very trying father. The kids start to complain the moment they catch sight of a tripod. If we go for a walk they demand I leave the camera at home. Not that I ever listen. And secretly I think they like some of the images…
A nymph and jewelled light
This summer I got them to dance underwater for me. Immy went for the elegant look, Charles the muscular…
the joy of being a teenager
Dancing to her fingertips
Me looking at him looking at me
I wonder what the kids will think? They’ll probably remember how I got them to swim back and forth endlessly posing underwater. But given I’m a trying father I shall keep on trying. And one day they will see these pics as the joys of summer – good memories now the weather is deteriorating.
Immy and her shadow
Ah, the summer is over. But what a summer! Those lazy hot long days relaxing by the pool on holiday. All fading into the past, but never to be forgotten. Here are some images to drift over when the mizzle closes in.
a pool in heaven
Italy is a good place to spend the summer. So we did. Mostly by the pool. Just gazing.
enjoy the view
This is the best pool that I’ve ever swam in. The view really did go on for ever, a true infinity pool. Exquisite detailing. Very Italian – what am I saying! It was Roman! I was just missing my toga!
turquoise, blue, gold, silver
The boy,.... couldn't get him out
the diving rock
don't you just want to go in...
This is what counts for exercise around Lake Trasimeno, Umbria… Well, the summer sun days will have to last us till next year. Long live holidays!
hectic days before, hectic days after, but not today...