
Stuart brings me flowers often, at least a few times a month. He has done so for as long as we have lived together. Even now, it is always such a nice surprise
When the sun is setting, between dusk and darkness, there is a moment when the light turns blue. And the world stops for a heartbeat.

Stuart brings me flowers often, at least a few times a month. He has done so for as long as we have lived together. Even now, it is always such a nice surprise

A long day in the office means I am getting back to photographing my favourite kitchen implement: the mighty fork.

Here it is. My first “intentional” photography project in over 8 years. It’s not much – but I did have to dig out my dust-covered tripod, set out the lights and spend some time getting the settings and colors right.
It was fun. What next?

We have a big glassed-in terrace in our back garden. When the temperature stays below zero for several days in a row, the glass gets covered in ice crystals. It looks like it belongs in the ice palace from Narnia (or Frozen, for the girls’ generation). Trying to take pictures of it is impossible, though. A photo never compares.