Drina, and her many faces

Drina, is the youngest member in my extended family, she's the youngest child of my youngest sister, that makes her my youngest niece... :-))
I had the chance to take Drina's first pictures when she was born in May last year, and has been one of my camera's favourite subjects since. Now at fourteen months, she has learned to be quite versatile in getting her way around, but most of the time we have to translate what goes on in her young mind through her actions and facial expressions and oh, I cannnot wait to hear her talk in full sentences so we can at least make sense of everything that she wants to say.....

found her hiding under the dinner table...to her suprise

on overcoming the loss of a loved one...

I still remember, the night I started to watch television again and enjoyed it...that was more than a couple of weeks ago on a Friday night and I was watching 'Bones'...then, in the consequent weeks, I went to attend a couple of birthday parties, met up with some Malaysian friends for dinner, went to the city for walks with my son, watched 'Larry Crowne' in the cinema with my daughter and took the photos below on walks...

After my Dad got sick and eventually passed away, I could not make myself be entertained by almost anything, I realized that when sadness looms time seems to stop in your life and you are only focused on that feeling of loss. As much as I tried myself to keep happy, the thought about what happened still lingers...but then after a while... you realise that time also heals you of your pain, when you are back to your daily routine and try to embrace reality... though I could not deny that at moments when you are alone, you still miss that someone you love, and tears seem to be the only way to help you cope and empty yourself of that sadness...I find refuge in prayers most of the time, they keep the connection between you and faith in God, they heal you from the wounds that you face in this world and gently help you to understand that when you love someone you have to let go and learn that the happiness of the loved one, more than your own, becomes of paramount importance.  Life moves on...gently and beautifully.

once upon a beautiful home...at Irene's

Dear Florence - my second daughter

We have one thing in common - love for photography....

this album was taken on one of our photo walks where we took pictures of flowers, landscapes and each other.

winter morning - at st kilda beach

it's been a while since my husband and i have been for a morning walk, it's been chilly everyday, but when we saw the fog this morning something seemed to beckon us to explore what's out there....and loved it...

 

 

 

 

 

 

Reaching out

"Light is good from whatever lamp it shines..."

When all the leaves have fallen

It's still winter in Melbourne...it seems to me that we've had it since autumn...