Rosie Scribble

One photo I particularly love

This isn't an amazing photo. It was taken two years ago with a very basic camera.

But despite that I absolutely love it.

It captures a special moment between two little girls who absolutely adore each other. So to me it's the best photo in the world.

If there is one photo I would like to see blown up on a large canvas on my wall, it would be this one. It would make me smile every single day.

I wonder if they would pose like that now they are a little older and possibly a little more self-conscious. But do you know what? I think they would.

They are not quite sisters but they are still incredibly close. Who would have thought that one day my brother and I would be watching our daughters playing together.

Funny old world, when you think about it.

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Silent Sunday

The fragility of life

I’ve been thinking recently about the fragility of life, which I often do when there are news reports of people losing their lives in circumstances beyond their control. Like the horrific M5 motorway crash. I’m a bit doom and gloom like that.

So when IJ was driven off to school this morning, so I can do some packing for my trip away tomorrow, I was gripped by a sudden overwhelming panic at the thought of her being away from me and out of my sight.

Much as she would annoy me constantly if she was at my side, there is some reassuring about knowing exactly where she is and what she is doing. I like the idea of being at arm’s reach just in case I’m needed.

But I let her go, because I have to. It made me think about what really matters in my life, more than my work, more than this blog, more than all the perks and products I’ve enjoyed as a result.

Recently I heard two people getting angry because a lady had shut herself in a cubicle toilet and was talking on her mobile phone. They were annoyed because while she was in there, no-one else could use the cubicle, and they had better things to do with their time, they said.

The lady was phoning a friend for help. Her husband had dementia and she couldn’t get him out of bed. She needed to change his bedding but she had no way of doing so. And she had absolutely no help.

It reminded me that people that matter in life; the people we care for, the relationships we have. I’d still like a Kindle for Christmas and one day I’d quite like a Mac, but there’s more to life and life is precious. Hold it close.

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Autumn through a lens

We’ve been out and about again with my camera attempting to capture nature before winter starts to take hold.

I say ‘we’ because IJ is taking a keen interest in my new hobby and has announced that she is a photographer. Mind you, last week taking to the ice for the very first time at Alexandra Palace she also announced that she is a skater.

Anyway, the last photograph in our little collection is hers. She took it after I told her there was no way she could capture a bird in flight.

I’m loving her interest in photography and the fact that she is finally taking a real interest in nature and the world around her.  Double win, I’d say.

My budding journalist

… although I notice she seems to be absorbed in the piece on JLS.