About 3 weeks ago, when I was still enjoying the period of siesta in between jobs, I opened the drawer one day to find this forgotten camera.
Haru the Harinezumi. Not used since 2015! Or thereabouts. Battery had totally died, and I had to get a new one.
Spent a part of the day at the Botanic Gardens, playing with light, shadows, and the marco mode.
Seems like going back to the simple, raw stuff could really enable us to see things differently.
It’s always such a joy to play with light.
I say first, because it looks like there will be many more to come.
On the Sunday of that weekend, we woke up slightly before 6am.
“Do you want to go see the sunrise, it’s just down the road.”
So, with a pair of muddy gumboots (which, ironically were supposed to protect my feet from the mud), we walked to the road.
After a few moments of oohing and aahing, we realised that the scenery was really good for silhouette shots!
So the poses began.
The dear friend who climbed on top of a tractor. Or a machine of some sort.
I decided to stay safely with the trees.
There’s nothing like a good sunrise to start the day.
Just… That Moment. Of simply Being.
Such beautiful morning light that day, but…
I guess it was my own fault for trusting a bakery..
Even if you can’t see the sun, there are always the shadows.