Every so often a shot will capture the essence of our family in ways that only become apparent to me later. Claire, as usual, has underdressed for the hike and borrowed my coat. Cody delights in having once again exploited his wearied mother’s affection for a back-breaking piggyback ride. And a playfully resentful Calvin lurks behind, mischievously tugging away at his brother’s ankle. I suspect we’ll see the same dynamics ten years from now. Capturing moments like this reminds me why I take photographs.
Walk to Highcliffe Beach. Isle of Wight to the distance across the English Channel.
After London we took a train south to explore the New Forest and the Hampshire countryside. It rained almost nonstop but we had some nice walks in the dry intervals.