Just another reason to be grateful for my 4-cylinder vehicle.

This poser belongs to friends of ours.

Capturing him at f/2 was almost as much fun as capturing him when he’s flying around the house.

(I included the second image to demonstrate that all species enjoy scratching their nether regions.)

Hypothesis: my forearm isn’t as comfy as Bella’s paw.

Proof:

I took this photograph while waiting to cover a session for Heartfelt. I was struck by the contrast between the beautiful day outside and the tragedy inside.

I think this one speaks for itself.

PS: I wish my toilet set had a cushion like Mr 3’s.

She lives in Tasmania, so moments like these are much too rare.

It’s official. Miss 1 is better at saving her money than me.

Does anyone else compete with the ETA on their GPS?

No?

Just me?

OK.

PS: I don’t endorse the taking of photos at this speed.

Won’t be long and Miss 1 will be able to spell stuff with these.

e.g. BACKOFF.

If only there were two Fs.