My sister Heather and I grew up having our school holidays in Forster. It was a bit of a random place to go to, but our grandparents bought a couple of units in a building overlooking the main beach, so it was where we went every year, pilgrimage style. The car trip was day-long and hot, but worth the pain. One of our much treasured activities was to walk to the ice-cream shop after dinner. I can remember it all vividly…the anticipation, my hands on the cold curved glass counter, the dilemma of what to choose, that first taste, and then heaven for the next ten minutes where nothing else mattered.
We took Lauren and Angus down. I thought it would be great to capture their experience and I discovered it’s the same for every child. A two and a four year old, at 7.30 in the evening, are feeling rather tired, which shows…maybe I should shoot this odyssey every year and see what happens as they grow and become more aware of what’s around them. So cute!!
love that classic grimey floor!
eyes as big as saucers
the light just caught his eye
the lakes are so beautiful here too
one very sleepy, chocolatey girl
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