So Dan says to me the other day, "You know, you haven't taken any photos just for yourself in ages - you really should you know. It makes you happier". And because I'm (just occasionally) stubborn and prickly I think, bugger that, I've taken loads of photos just for myself. Which of course is not true. And it's been a while since I've gone out to shoot something that I specifically wanted to shoot just for myself.
I still haven't taken his advice, though I think I should soon, but in the meantime I took pics of him. And the dog. And our first braai in the new place. Which was a very, very lazy affair on our part (hence Dan in his slippers . . . ). But it was good just to play. And take random photos.
My folks asked me to do some panoramas of Table Mountain - not what I'd really choose to shoot, but fun never the less. Dan and Bear came along for the ride and were happily walking along the beach and the dunes quite content to ignore me and get on with their own thing when suddenly Bear decided he needed to be where I was. Don't know why. But I did manage to quickly swing the camera his way and snap off some pics of him charging towards me! For me it's the last pic that makes it - that dumb-ass crazy look on his face - but it's the first two that set up that shot, so I included them all.
