It looks peaceful; and yet we live most of our days on the brink of absolute mayhem. I keep wondering if this is unique to our household but It probably isn't. I'm drinking coffee, sitting on the couch in my pyjamas. The light from the window hits my oldest daughter and I run downstairs to pick up the camera. I've just received a production version of the 55-200mm zoom from Fuji to replace my pre-production model and I'm itching to play with it, amongst other things.
My daughters switch places, the cat gets in on the action; my wife lounges at the computer and then my son takes her spot. All this unfolds around me and I know, as tired as I feel, I'll one day regret these moments — before and after mayhem. I'll succumb to that same weird attack of vertigo, the one that engulfs me every time I look back a few short years.
Every time I look back.