There are some super-special moments of ‘I did it!’ when you are a child. The first time you actually manage to do something resembling hula-hooping is one of them. It was for me. And it was for this little miss too.
I have better photos of the hula hoop in motion, but for me, this one tops them for the happy ‘I did it!’ look on her face. It’s blurry, it won’t win any prizes, but in this context, that doesn’t matter. It is a very special photo for me. That moment of joy when she realised she had done it. That is a beautiful thing. As a parent I love that I was there to capture the moment.
It happened about a month ago. Since then we have had so many tiny separate moments of achievement, awe, and wonder. That is life with a toddler in perpetual motion and growth I guess. This hula-hooping moment of joy would have been lost in amongst them, had I not happened to have my camera in hand at just the right moment.
I love being witness to the little things that make up her day, which make her smile and laugh and dance with joy.
My entry for the ‘dance‘ theme for the WordPress photo challenge this week.
Learning to hula-hoop, and the smile she gave the first time she managed it. Special memories.
“I like the stars. It’s the illusion of permanence, I think. I mean, they’re always flaring up and caving in and going out. But from here, I can pretend…I can pretend that things last. I can pretend that lives last longer than moments. Gods come, and gods go. Mortals flicker and flash and fade. Worlds don’t last; and stars and galaxies are transient, fleeting things that twinkle like fireflies and vanish into cold and dust. But I can pretend…”
(Neil Gaiman – The Sandman)
The ‘monochromatic‘ WordPress weekly photo challenge was released on September 11th. My birthday. A personal day of celebration, but also an inevitable marker of the passing of time. And of course it is also a date universally recognised – the anniversary of one of the most shocking acts of terror that the world has ever seen. The devastating loss of life and tragedy; the horrifying vulnerability.
There’s nothing quite like thinking about the fragility of our place in this world to humble you and make you cherish your lot.
I write this at a point when time seems to be in fast-forward mode and I sometimes wish I could just press pause. My newborn boy is growing before my very eyes, his cry changing, his features filling out. Every day my two year old girl is waking up with a raft of new words flooding forth, her beautiful personality bubbling out and making my heart melt, as she lovingly strokes her brother’s tummy to try to calm him.
Even the days when I hear more crying than laughter from them both are precious. My life, my loves, my world. My little stars.
There’s nothing quite like a Saturday morning post for the WordPress weekly photo challenge to get back into the swing of things after a couple of weeks holiday. This week’s theme – blur.
With summer in full bloom, this beautiful young deer was a blur as she took off in the tall parkland grass of an English country estate. The image would normally be binned, but for some reason I really like the implied movement. It almost feels like a painting rather than a photo, to me.
I’m going back to England in just a few weeks time now, and I am already looking forward to a visit to Charlecote Park to see if I can get some more shots of their wonderful deer herd. They roam quite freely, so it’s not always guaranteed, but either way there is always a lot to see there, so it should be a good day out.