My Biggest Boy has decided he is interested in photography. He’s taken different types of photos to see what he can do, and we’ve talked about the importance of “seeing” what is there. I think he’s got a good eye 🙂
One of the photos he’s taken is a portrait of me.
I suppose any portrait of me would have to include books…
Neither of my boys have been at school for a fair while now, so I am no longer a homeschool mum.
We’ve moved in the last five months, and I am still not able to work.
Life moves on, and life events change us and our sense of identity. I’m happy with myself, but feel a bit like a drifter through time. That’s OK. I still think I’m moving forward! It’s just that there’s probably less time ahead of me than behind.
I like my portrait.
It may not physically be the most flattering, but it’s a snapshot of who I am, and a glimpse into my Biggest Boy’s possible future. That’s a lot for one image to convey.
Speaking of portraits – here’s one of a visitor outside my Mum’s place.
Cousin Itt – Australian version 😆
So – back to identity…where do I belong now?
Here’s a musical suggestion… 😀
1000 Fields of Roses 