Another photographer

I don't really have weekends any more... As a photographer, I work when I get called up. It could be any time, any day. This morning, I had a job for the paper but not a big one. A quick run out, take a few snaps, then run home to edit it them and send them off. Job done. 

So, having worked this morning, I felt that I could relax in the afternoon with a glass of wine while I let other people do the photography for once. This was my Mum running around her garden after butterflies and moths, something I did for twenty minutes too before returning to the chair and taking a few snaps from there. 

When you could work any time, it's sometimes difficult to remember to rest. Today wasn't one of those days.