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In Praise of Foster Parents

A quick preview of a photoessay I'm compiling...


lovely foster mum


lovely foster dad


friends


home


going to iKapa


sifuna amanzi (we want water!)

This weekend...

I spent a little time with friends in Khayelitsha. I took one of the best photos of my amateur career, but it was of a child in care, so for confidentiality reasons I can't share it with you. Still, I was also pretty chuffed with the one I took of some fruit and veg sellers round the corner, so here it is.

Our national flower, 

Spring time in Cape Town 

Guinea fowl 

Birds of Paradise. 

I'm not sure the ady called 'Gay' who own's this place thought the name through! 

some photos...

These are some of the last to come from my little old Pentax. My lovely mummy will arrive in three weeks, along with my lovely new Canon S2 IS digital camera.



Dancing at the children's centre.



A Protea flower.



Holding hands at the children's centre.



A township house. Its not all corrugated iron in Khayelitsha.



Kids play up for the camera.



Umqombothi (African beer).



The joy of a perfect aperture setting.



Happiness.

Juice time...

Some bottles of pop at the children's centre. Stay tuned for more.

Two Good Days...

...were had, graduating and protesting. Here are some of mum's photos...


J and I


anna the graduate


sunny


amused?


the old bit of uni


make poverty history

... and now for some pics of my own ...


Fiona and her dad


leonie and I


mum and dad


protesting

A Weekend on Iona...

Pia and I spent a lovely few days on my favourite island. The ferry, bus and train journeys felt like happiness, not a chore, and once on Iona I was overwhelmed by memories of the place. My photography style has changed though, so that I managed to find lots of new perspectives. Here's a few:



the sea was fabulously choppy



the sky was bright, deep blue when we arrived



seaweed and twine on a fence, really simple, yet beautiful



the gorgeous Pia, at North End. This girl is so photogenic, makes me sick ;-)




lambs always seem a bit lost



North End



a cloister, Iona Abbey



sitting in the cloisters



one of my favourite photos is of me standing on this spot, at the age of five, in wellies and dungarees. Now here I am again, 23, a little bit more growd up.



back on the ferries



everyone else was taking photos of the islands, but not me



Duart Castle, Mull



a wonderfully dark sea, between Mull and Oban



and last but by not means least ... because this blog is called in search of perfect turquoise after all. And it doesn't get much more perfect than the floor of a Cally Mac ferry.