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Instagramming

So I’m probably one of the last people in the whole world to get into Instagram, but here I am, finally. I resisted getting an iPhone for ages because I didn’t want to become one of “those” people… you know, the ones who are permanently glued to their phones and get that funny twitch everytime the email or facebook “pings” with a notification… but in the end I had to do it, the world moves forward, with or without me and it definitely makes my work life a whole lot easier to manage. But my favourite part is having a…

In love with Kalk Bay

You may remember my photos of this gorgeous little town from when we visited last year, but suffice to say that it is definitely one of our favourite places on the Peninsula and we are harbouring secret desires of being able to afford a house here… maybe one day? I’m just putting that out there, so the universe knows what I’m after… This time we visited, we also spent the afternoon with 2 wonderful people, also photographers: Wesley Vorster and Catherine Mac, who we feel like we’ve known since forever and had the best time with, just being silly and…

Blurry Things

I have pretty bad eyesight, in that I am extremely shortsighted… have been since I was 7 years old, I was that kid at school with the ugly thick glasses, you know, the one who should have been really shy and quiet, so as to avoid being picked on, except I was loud and pretty obnoxious, which didn’t work too well for me in the picked on department. I guess I should have thought that strategy through a bit more… Either way, I wear contact lenses now, and I’m still pretty obnoxious, but getting better with age… and this is what…

After the storm

I always make a point of going to Foz do Lizandro after heavy weather because between the flooded river and the rough seas there’s always a treasure of abandoned things washed up on the beach. It never fails to amuse and enthrall me the things I find half buried in the rain-soaked sand… once I found a mango, perfect and un-bruised. I took it home and ate it. It was delicious. Another time I found a pumpkin… we had roast chicken with pumpkin that night, and soup for several days… I didn’t tell my husband where the pumpkin came from…

Guincho

Guincho is a beach on the Cascais coastline, just a little bit south of the Cabo de Roca. Generally known as the windy beach this is the kite-boarders spot and on any given day the sky is usually packed with brightly coloured kites… like Cape Town’s Blouberg when the South Easter is kicking. Luckily for me and my camera there was virtually no wind this past weekend… I have some more night shots too, but they have a totally different look so will be posted a bit later in the week.