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The Kealey family have been a part of our lives for the past 8 years.
I’ve photographed them all over this time – at afternoons spent by the river, birthday parties, Christmas lunches and evenings filled with love and laughter – but as Sam draws nearer to leaving home and starting his own adventure, Jen has been wanting to do a family portrait session.
With one thing and another, it hadn’t happened. Until Jen remembered it was my birthday and invited me out to Marinka for a birthday lunch. She rang a couple of afternoons prior and asked – if it was okay with me – could we follow lunch up with that family portrait session, seeing as everyone was home for the weekend?
The dress code for the afternoon was jeans, boots, and works shirts – what everyone is relaxed in at home and outside. Plus, work never stops on a property, and Sam and Chook had been yarding up cattle as we arrived.
Jen knew where she wanted photos taken on the property, and aside from getting Sam to crack a smile, the whole family is so used to seeing me with camera-in-hand, that they all instinctively knew what to do and where to stand!
When I asked Jen what her favourite part of the afternoon was, she replied “Cuddles from my girls at the end! I don’t love having my photo taken, but doing the shoot with my family, knowing we were getting beautiful images, made it worthwhile.”
One bit of technology that I can’t live without at the moment are my usb sticks.
Probably not the wisest idea I’ll admit, and if they were to fail I’d be up sh*t creek well and truly, but they’re easy to carry around. Each one is labelled with what is on it, so I can just grab, stick the little sucker in and go.
Our sadly neglected back deck was given a big clean up and re-oiled this week so it’s our ‘new’ favourite space at the moment.
Being holidays we’re spending quite a bit more time outdoors – at least when it isn’t too bloody hot – so many a meal has been eaten and a good book read while lazing about in the hammock, all in this space. So yeah, not ‘new’ per se, but damn inviting!
For about the last 6 months though, I’ve been thinking I must photograph them… must.
So this Saturday, as we were driving home from soccer in Armidale I said to Husband, “I’m going to need you to stop up here so that I can take a photo.” A small eye-roll accompanied the response of “Okay, tell me where.”
It’s not the best place to stop – being in a bit of a hollow between two dips – so he happily pushed me out of the car and assured me that he was just going to turn around up the road. I didn’t really care if he didn’t come back. I could have walked the last 8-odd kilometres to town taking photos along the way… I’d photographed 3 trees.