You can drape a blanket over the back of a chair or two, add a pillow in the floor. Enter the tent you’ve created.
Magical half light.
Accompanied by a soft, huggable toy bear. Liftoff to space. A cabin in the woods. A racecar or castle. Whatever, wherever you wish it to be.
My son Matthew writes from Zagreb, Croatia………………
Vedrana and I spent the day touring her hometown of Rijeka, snapping shot after shot, trying to come up with something worthy of a guest post on mom’s blog.
We raced up to the Fortress of Trsat to catch the “golden hour” and found these fabulous dragons, eager to pose for us.
I took ten pictures, trying to get just the right one and this was the best I could do.
Vedrana took just one:
When I saw the stunning photograph she had created I threw up my hands, recognizing that my novice attempts had been outclassed in every way.
Clearly, the photographer’s eye does not run in the family.
In one, last, desperate attempt to capture something beautiful, I took this one-
And finally I was satisfied with the results.
Matthew
