Some low-light snaps
from Father's Day weekend gone by.
Friends round for roast lamb
followed by pavlova, a walk around the bay
and a glass of port.
Darkness descends so early now,
it's not even five, as I write this,
but it looks like the midnight hour.
Hands busy with things I love to do,
taking the edge off any season,
but there's definitely a subdued quality
to these days and weeks.
Last week I took a friend to the studio
- now there's a form of light therapy
that ignites with plenty of energy.
Two hours of pure fun,
and a pleasure to focus
on someone you love so much
in all her charisma and
total lack of feeling self-conscious.
That's one quality of photography
that fills me with a buzz
- the privilege of people.