Snow day!


I thought I had better get round to sharing a few pictures from when the beast from the east hit before Spring weaves it's way in and everything is looking green and fresh and the snow is long gone. 

It was romantic to see the snow falling non-stop, filling our world with white in an area that hardly gets transformed like this. There were whoops of joy from the street outside when the children got turned away at the school gates on Thursday morning. When the snow eased a little we ventured out to the village shops (a post office with essentials and a pharmacy) to stock up a little as you know, we're British and like to panic. But thankfully we did as the next day it was all gone! Rob was working from home anyway like normal, so we had nowhere to go and nothing to do other than enjoy the snow. But in actual fact, other than a few little runs around the garden, the wind was too strong and the temperature way too cold to enjoy it for long so we snuggled inside. Whilst Rohan napped Theo and I did some science experiments and then we all watched a movie together before our local pub was calling to us for open fires, homemade chips and a pint of guiness! We felt like true artic explorers, bravely battling the drifts and blizzard to get there.

Friday was the true snow day, and we dragged Rob away from his work for a little while to go sledging. There was no need to worry about where to go, we just had to follow the steady stream of people trekking up the hill pulling all sorts of sleds and homemade contraptions. We greeted classmates and people from the village before making our way up the top of the slope. This really is the best place we've ever been able to go sledging (to be fair it's not snowed this much in five years!) and it's only 10 minutes walk from our house. But it was amazing to see so many people out enjoying themselves, ourselves included!

Later Theo and I attempted to make a snowman, but after a lot of sweating away and time spent we only managed a meagre snowman. It was completely the wrong type of snow (who knew there was the wrong and right sort of snow to make a snowman!?) and way too powdery to stick together. But we persevered and made the skinniest, most sorrowful snowman you ever did see. Rohan had his first proper experience of snow too, we sat him down in his all in one and he was thoroughly enjoying watching everything going on until Theo put snow down his neck which he didn't really love! But then cue some falling into the snow from Theo and all was ok again, that is until a rogue snowball aimed at Theo hit him on the side of the head and it was game over. Not the best introduction to snow right?!

On Saturday with the snow already starting to melt we made one last trek up the hill for some sledging again, and then back home to make a much better snowman. It literally took about ten minutes after rolling three giant balls up around the garden to have a 6ft snowman whose head didn't cave in as soon as you touched it. 

By Sunday we were all ready to get out the village after being stuck for three days, and the roads seemed a lot clearer, so we got up early and headed into to Bristol and enjoyed the sudden jump up in temperature and the ability to go outside without 36 layers on. So that was that, our snow holiday for 2018!


Snow day!


I thought I had better get round to sharing a few pictures from when the beast from the east hit before Spring weaves it's way in and everything is looking green and fresh and the snow is long gone. 

It was romantic to see the snow falling non-stop, filling our world with white in an area that hardly gets transformed like this. There were whoops of joy from the street outside when the children got turned away at the school gates on Thursday morning. When the snow eased a little we ventured out to the village shops (a post office with essentials and a pharmacy) to stock up a little as you know, we're British and like to panic. But thankfully we did as the next day it was all gone! Rob was working from home anyway like normal, so we had nowhere to go and nothing to do other than enjoy the snow. But in actual fact, other than a few little runs around the garden, the wind was too strong and the temperature way too cold to enjoy it for long so we snuggled inside. Whilst Rohan napped Theo and I did some science experiments and then we all watched a movie together before our local pub was calling to us for open fires, homemade chips and a pint of guiness! We felt like true artic explorers, bravely battling the drifts and blizzard to get there.

Friday was the true snow day, and we dragged Rob away from his work for a little while to go sledging. There was no need to worry about where to go, we just had to follow the steady stream of people trekking up the hill pulling all sorts of sleds and homemade contraptions. We greeted classmates and people from the village before making our way up the top of the slope. This really is the best place we've ever been able to go sledging (to be fair it's not snowed this much in five years!) and it's only 10 minutes walk from our house. But it was amazing to see so many people out enjoying themselves, ourselves included!

Later Theo and I attempted to make a snowman, but after a lot of sweating away and time spent we only managed a meagre snowman. It was completely the wrong type of snow (who knew there was the wrong and right sort of snow to make a snowman!?) and way too powdery to stick together. But we persevered and made the skinniest, most sorrowful snowman you ever did see. Rohan had his first proper experience of snow too, we sat him down in his all in one and he was thoroughly enjoying watching everything going on until Theo put snow down his neck which he didn't really love! But then cue some falling into the snow from Theo and all was ok again, that is until a rogue snowball aimed at Theo hit him on the side of the head and it was game over. Not the best introduction to snow right?!

On Saturday with the snow already starting to melt we made one last trek up the hill for some sledging again, and then back home to make a much better snowman. It literally took about ten minutes after rolling three giant balls up around the garden to have a 6ft snowman whose head didn't cave in as soon as you touched it. 

By Sunday we were all ready to get out the village after being stuck for three days, and the roads seemed a lot clearer, so we got up early and headed into to Bristol and enjoyed the sudden jump up in temperature and the ability to go outside without 36 layers on. So that was that, our snow holiday for 2018!


December in photographs


So December. What a full on month hey? I do love this time of year and the build up to Christmas, there's that sort of excitement in the air and everyone is a little bit jollier. Until it all becomes too much, and the stress of it all breaks out, so as our weekends quickly filled up with trips, visits and tasks we took the opportunities to take it slow whenever they arose.

I had surgery at the beginning of the month, and to be honest it knocked me harder than I anticipated. I was exhausted. Add that to the rising amount of things I needed to do and remember, for school, Christmas and general life that I was so happy when school finally broke up. We had a few days of just the three of us, Theo saw a friend a few afternoons which gave me a little more time too. But anything compared to the craziness of moving house five days before Christmas as we did last year was better, so I reminded myself daily that at least we weren't unpacking boxes and building furniture!

We saw snow twice, the first time for Rohan, and Theo got his wish that he'd been hoping for for so long. We didn't get much at all, but a few days after Christmas we did get enough to do a little sledging up the big hill behind our village and gave Theo and I the chance to spend time together and blow out those cobwebs that being stuck inside over a rainy Christmas gives you!

I'm trying so hard to remember what else happened over the past month, but it all sort of blurs into a haze of business, visitors, eating too much, wintery walks, evenings at the pub, celebrating my birthday and staying inside being cosy. It's taken me quite a while to get back into the swing of things to be honest. I know that I want to put a bit more effort into this blog this year, as I feel what with starting my business, editing photo sessions and general life that this place became a little neglected. Fingers crossed I can keep up with it!



Here's a little video I made too, you can check out more of December on my youtube channel, as we attempted vlogmas (and made it up to day twelve! hah!)

December in photographs


So December. What a full on month hey? I do love this time of year and the build up to Christmas, there's that sort of excitement in the air and everyone is a little bit jollier. Until it all becomes too much, and the stress of it all breaks out, so as our weekends quickly filled up with trips, visits and tasks we took the opportunities to take it slow whenever they arose.

I had surgery at the beginning of the month, and to be honest it knocked me harder than I anticipated. I was exhausted. Add that to the rising amount of things I needed to do and remember, for school, Christmas and general life that I was so happy when school finally broke up. We had a few days of just the three of us, Theo saw a friend a few afternoons which gave me a little more time too. But anything compared to the craziness of moving house five days before Christmas as we did last year was better, so I reminded myself daily that at least we weren't unpacking boxes and building furniture!

We saw snow twice, the first time for Rohan, and Theo got his wish that he'd been hoping for for so long. We didn't get much at all, but a few days after Christmas we did get enough to do a little sledging up the big hill behind our village and gave Theo and I the chance to spend time together and blow out those cobwebs that being stuck inside over a rainy Christmas gives you!

I'm trying so hard to remember what else happened over the past month, but it all sort of blurs into a haze of business, visitors, eating too much, wintery walks, evenings at the pub, celebrating my birthday and staying inside being cosy. It's taken me quite a while to get back into the swing of things to be honest. I know that I want to put a bit more effort into this blog this year, as I feel what with starting my business, editing photo sessions and general life that this place became a little neglected. Fingers crossed I can keep up with it!



Here's a little video I made too, you can check out more of December on my youtube channel, as we attempted vlogmas (and made it up to day twelve! hah!)

October in pictures, part 1


So in light of me trying to revive my blog I thought I would try and start doing my monthly roundup of portraits. I like to do this because otherwise I feel guilty that I have this huge amount of portraits that I really like, just sitting there on my computer not doing anything. I also love to look back at the end of the year (like now) and see it all neat and in order so I can remember what it was we did that month. I really am going to try and keep this up! I promise! 

But here was the start of October, still warm enough for no coats and after school walks before the evenings shortened. The start of that amazing Autunmal light, fallen leaves and conker and sweet chestnut hunting. Warm weekend walks and cosy days inside. October, you're always stealing my heart! 


October in pictures, part 1


So in light of me trying to revive my blog I thought I would try and start doing my monthly roundup of portraits. I like to do this because otherwise I feel guilty that I have this huge amount of portraits that I really like, just sitting there on my computer not doing anything. I also love to look back at the end of the year (like now) and see it all neat and in order so I can remember what it was we did that month. I really am going to try and keep this up! I promise! 

But here was the start of October, still warm enough for no coats and after school walks before the evenings shortened. The start of that amazing Autunmal light, fallen leaves and conker and sweet chestnut hunting. Warm weekend walks and cosy days inside. October, you're always stealing my heart! 


A family walk : Weston part two


Oh winter is coming around pretty quickly isn't it? Why is it that those transitional seasons seem to be over so quickly when Summer and Winter seem to just drag on. But I thought I would celebrate the upcoming cold months with some forgotten photographs from last year, just a few days into the New Year and from a very cold but beautiful winter beach at Weston. 

I'm trying my hardest to revive this poor little blog, and I really need to dedicate some time to it, so I'm going through my drafts and trying to finish all those half written posts! It may not be chronological, but sometimes I like having that flash of remembrance and to look back. 
 

A family walk : Weston part two


Oh winter is coming around pretty quickly isn't it? Why is it that those transitional seasons seem to be over so quickly when Summer and Winter seem to just drag on. But I thought I would celebrate the upcoming cold months with some forgotten photographs from last year, just a few days into the New Year and from a very cold but beautiful winter beach at Weston. 

I'm trying my hardest to revive this poor little blog, and I really need to dedicate some time to it, so I'm going through my drafts and trying to finish all those half written posts! It may not be chronological, but sometimes I like having that flash of remembrance and to look back. 
 

A Mother and Baby session


I'm so excited to share this session I shot at the weekend! I just feel pretty happy that I finally pushed myself to take the plunge and try this whole being a photographer thing.

So on a baking hot Saturday I travelled a short distance to visit my friend Nancy and her sweet 10 week old, Arlo. The setting couldn't have been more perfect, a shady wandering garden, with secret spots in dappled sunlight. We spent an hour or two talking, catching up and of course snapping a few photographs. I definitely didn't feel like working, and I hope that all my shoots can be this relaxing!

Hope you like them as much as I do!


A Mother and Baby session


I'm so excited to share this session I shot at the weekend! I just feel pretty happy that I finally pushed myself to take the plunge and try this whole being a photographer thing.

So on a baking hot Saturday I travelled a short distance to visit my friend Nancy and her sweet 10 week old, Arlo. The setting couldn't have been more perfect, a shady wandering garden, with secret spots in dappled sunlight. We spent an hour or two talking, catching up and of course snapping a few photographs. I definitely didn't feel like working, and I hope that all my shoots can be this relaxing!

Hope you like them as much as I do!


May portraits


So it's been a little while since I've posted over on here, I think I've been so busy trying to get my photography website (GO see it here though!) in order that any spare time to sit at the computer has been consumed by that. But it's done and I desperately want to get back to blogging a little more regularly. I share photos over on Instagram still daily, but I find it so hard narrowing it down and just picking one. I often have so many favourites from a 'shoot' so sharing them here is a great way of making sure they all get some love! 

So here are some portraits from May. It was a good month. 





May portraits


So it's been a little while since I've posted over on here, I think I've been so busy trying to get my photography website (GO see it here though!) in order that any spare time to sit at the computer has been consumed by that. But it's done and I desperately want to get back to blogging a little more regularly. I share photos over on Instagram still daily, but I find it so hard narrowing it down and just picking one. I often have so many favourites from a 'shoot' so sharing them here is a great way of making sure they all get some love! 

So here are some portraits from May. It was a good month. 





A family session: the very first


So this is a big first for me. I have decided after all these years to finally take the plunge and call myself a photographer. I don't know why it's taken me so long, I feel like I've been drifting through this working world not quite sure where my path or place is. I've of course been taking photographs the whole time, as it feels natural to me to capture the world (my small world) around me to record it. I've often had ideas to start something up, but my fears and self doubt have always got in the way. What if no-one thinks I'm good enough? What if the way I take photographs isn't what people want? So many what ifs...but then I realised, no-one is going to believe in me or my work until I believe in it myself.

So if turning 30 has taught me anything, it's that I am good enough, and I enjoy it. And that's all that matters. I can't think of any thing else that draws my passion quite like photography, viewing moments and capturing those little ordinary but magical moments that happen all around us. I'm not in it to make thousands of pounds, I'm in it because I've realised that I can't go anywhere without my camera to hand in case I miss an opportunity, because capturing my life and people's is ingrained in me and it's what I love. 

I remember that feeling of waiting to get your photographs back from the developer, of not knowing what you had captured and whether they would turn out ok. Then later in University the magic of developing my own films, scrambling around in the pitch black loading those precious rolls of films onto fiddly spools and pouring in the chemicals and waiting, oh the waiting, turning and washing until you can finally pull the film out of its little developing chamber to see what magic awaits you. Those tiny moments in time frozen forever onto film. Now of course it's a different story, but I still get that feeling of suspense whenever I import images from my camera and wait excitedly to see how the photographs have turned out. To spend the hours going through and editing to get them (hopefully!) just right. It excites me, and I never find it to be work. 

So now that it's taken me nearly 7 years to realise that I would actually like to do this as a job, I guess it's time to get going right? So here we have my first 'shoot', with my dear friend and her family. We spent a few hours on a walk through the park behind their house, normal for them, normal for me. I don't need or want to do anything more than that, than just spend a little bit of time with a family or people, in an environment comfortable to them and to me. To let those natural moments happen and to capture them honestly. No tricks or effects. 

So what do you think? I need to build a website, separate to this blog which I'm working on, but I was too excited not to share! 



A family session: the very first


So this is a big first for me. I have decided after all these years to finally take the plunge and call myself a photographer. I don't know why it's taken me so long, I feel like I've been drifting through this working world not quite sure where my path or place is. I've of course been taking photographs the whole time, as it feels natural to me to capture the world (my small world) around me to record it. I've often had ideas to start something up, but my fears and self doubt have always got in the way. What if no-one thinks I'm good enough? What if the way I take photographs isn't what people want? So many what ifs...but then I realised, no-one is going to believe in me or my work until I believe in it myself.

So if turning 30 has taught me anything, it's that I am good enough, and I enjoy it. And that's all that matters. I can't think of any thing else that draws my passion quite like photography, viewing moments and capturing those little ordinary but magical moments that happen all around us. I'm not in it to make thousands of pounds, I'm in it because I've realised that I can't go anywhere without my camera to hand in case I miss an opportunity, because capturing my life and people's is ingrained in me and it's what I love. 

I remember that feeling of waiting to get your photographs back from the developer, of not knowing what you had captured and whether they would turn out ok. Then later in University the magic of developing my own films, scrambling around in the pitch black loading those precious rolls of films onto fiddly spools and pouring in the chemicals and waiting, oh the waiting, turning and washing until you can finally pull the film out of its little developing chamber to see what magic awaits you. Those tiny moments in time frozen forever onto film. Now of course it's a different story, but I still get that feeling of suspense whenever I import images from my camera and wait excitedly to see how the photographs have turned out. To spend the hours going through and editing to get them (hopefully!) just right. It excites me, and I never find it to be work. 

So now that it's taken me nearly 7 years to realise that I would actually like to do this as a job, I guess it's time to get going right? So here we have my first 'shoot', with my dear friend and her family. We spent a few hours on a walk through the park behind their house, normal for them, normal for me. I don't need or want to do anything more than that, than just spend a little bit of time with a family or people, in an environment comfortable to them and to me. To let those natural moments happen and to capture them honestly. No tricks or effects. 

So what do you think? I need to build a website, separate to this blog which I'm working on, but I was too excited not to share! 



A family walk: Killerton National Trust

 So I'm going to try and be a little more up to date with my post's, as often I have adventures sitting there waiting to be shared but then too much time goes past and I forget and then it feels like it's the wrong time to share. Too much else is going on though to be consistent, but I find it nice to be able to look back in a year or two at what we were doing and how we all looked. Recently thanks to the memories function on facebook popping up daily reminders of what we were doing one, two, three etc years ago it's made me even more want to capture our days now, as they happen. There's something magical in looking back, the shock of how much the children have grown and changed, old outfits which send you searching through under the bed boxes to hunt them out and retrieve them to relive them again. Important milestones too, most of last year the little steps and victories we had with Rohan, how his first year was laid out and all that we went through. I love being able to look back and remember it all.

On our way back from Devon on Easter Monday we decided that instead of just driving all the way back, we'd stop along the way and make the most of the time we had together before our busy week before Rowie's surgery. We'd passed the signs off the motorway many times for a National Trust, but had never really thought to stop as the journey isn't too long so it we never feel we have to stop. Sometimes you get so caught up in getting from A to B that you miss the bits in between (wow isn't that a metaphor for life?!) So we stopped. They were holding an egg hunt for Easter which led us on a trail around the beautiful gardens that were full of blooming Rhododendrons, Magnolias and Camellias. We stopped many times to admire the colours and heavy laden trees and smell the sweet scents. The sun eventually came out too and Theo spent a long time rolling down the gentle sloped lawns and making new friends. We of course stopped for cream tea (a National Trust must-do) before we made our way back to the car, glad for the long gentle walk and fresh air.


A family walk: Killerton National Trust

 So I'm going to try and be a little more up to date with my post's, as often I have adventures sitting there waiting to be shared but then too much time goes past and I forget and then it feels like it's the wrong time to share. Too much else is going on though to be consistent, but I find it nice to be able to look back in a year or two at what we were doing and how we all looked. Recently thanks to the memories function on facebook popping up daily reminders of what we were doing one, two, three etc years ago it's made me even more want to capture our days now, as they happen. There's something magical in looking back, the shock of how much the children have grown and changed, old outfits which send you searching through under the bed boxes to hunt them out and retrieve them to relive them again. Important milestones too, most of last year the little steps and victories we had with Rohan, how his first year was laid out and all that we went through. I love being able to look back and remember it all.

On our way back from Devon on Easter Monday we decided that instead of just driving all the way back, we'd stop along the way and make the most of the time we had together before our busy week before Rowie's surgery. We'd passed the signs off the motorway many times for a National Trust, but had never really thought to stop as the journey isn't too long so it we never feel we have to stop. Sometimes you get so caught up in getting from A to B that you miss the bits in between (wow isn't that a metaphor for life?!) So we stopped. They were holding an egg hunt for Easter which led us on a trail around the beautiful gardens that were full of blooming Rhododendrons, Magnolias and Camellias. We stopped many times to admire the colours and heavy laden trees and smell the sweet scents. The sun eventually came out too and Theo spent a long time rolling down the gentle sloped lawns and making new friends. We of course stopped for cream tea (a National Trust must-do) before we made our way back to the car, glad for the long gentle walk and fresh air.


A family walk : Weston-Super-Mare




On the days where you catch the light just right, the golden hour, and you're all revelling at filling your lung with the crisp winter sea air, many photographs are taken. I seemed to have forgotten to share them on here though, but they are some of my favourite and before we hurtle through Spring and into Summer, I thought I would sneak them in. There will be more to follow..at some point! 

Yours sincerely, the worlds worst blogger. 

A family walk : Weston-Super-Mare




On the days where you catch the light just right, the golden hour, and you're all revelling at filling your lung with the crisp winter sea air, many photographs are taken. I seemed to have forgotten to share them on here though, but they are some of my favourite and before we hurtle through Spring and into Summer, I thought I would sneak them in. There will be more to follow..at some point! 

Yours sincerely, the worlds worst blogger.