Daily Post Photo Challenge: a good match, take 2

A good match: raspberries and chocolate. Dark chocolate cake with white chocolate ganache topping, filled with berries and ganache. Image (and cake): Su Leslie, 2017.

A good match: raspberries and chocolate. Dark chocolate cake with white chocolate ganache topping, filled with berries and ganache. Image (and cake): Su Leslie, 2017.

It was the boy-child’s 19th birthday yesterday, so I made him this chocolate raspberry cake to share with friends and workmates.

I’m not a particularly confident cake-maker, but am told this one went down well.

Close up shot of chocolate cake, with white chocolate ganache topping and raspberries. A good flavour match. Image: Su Leslie, 2017

Raspberries and white chocolate, definitely a good match. Image: Su Leslie, 2017

Daily Post Photo Challenge | a good match

PR Photo Challenge: a good match — the boy and …

… his skateboard

Skateboarding boy airborne. Image: Su Leslie, 2010

The boy-child and his skateboard; inseparable. Image: Su Leslie, 2010

… snow

Boy building snowman, Mt Ruapehu, NZ. Image: Su Leslie, 2011

Having fun at Mt Ruapehu. Image: Su Leslie, 2011

… food

Boy eating in a restaurant. Image: Su Leslie, 2009

The boy-child enjoying Peking Duck at Auckland restaurant, Love a Duck. Image: Su Leslie, 2009

 

… his dad

Father and son. Image: Su Leslie, 2009

“two peas in a pod?” The big T and our boy-child. Image: Su Leslie, 2009

Apologies for posting some old images to this challenge. The boy-child turned 19 yesterday and I’m feeling nostalgic.

Daily Post Photo Challenge | a good match

DP Photo Challenge: path

Path through urban bush, Auckland, NZ. Image: Su Leslie, 2016

A change of direction, and an unknown path. Image: Su Leslie, 2016

When I was a child, my parents had a very clear path mapped out for my life; university, profession, marriage, children.

Although I’ve reached  some of those way-points, I’ve done so by following — sometimes just stumbling across — very different pathways to those that my parents envisaged.

Path through urban woods, Auckland, New Zealand. Image: Su Leslie, 2016

Safe, flat, easy terrain. A clear path, but perhaps not the right one. Image: Su Leslie, 2016

For many years now, I’ve been navigating a series of trails called “motherhood.” I’ve fallen over quite a lot and got lost far too many times, but when I look back, it’s with some sense of achievement.

Now that the boy-child has left home, those trails are less and less meaningful, and I need a new direction.

Trail through bush at Blue Lake, Rotorua, NZ. Image: Su Leslie, 2016

Unsure what’s round the corner. Image: Su Leslie, 2016

I’m not sure what path 2017 will take me down. I’m not even sure there will be an actual route — I may have to make my own. I’m pretty sure I’ll stumble around, complain loudly about not having a map, and I will certainly lose my way sometimes.

But I hope that whatever path I make, it takes me to places where I can live simply and do good. But most of all, I intend to enjoy the walk.

Clearing in native bush, Auckland, NZ. Image: Su Leslie, 2016

A clearing in the woods, but maybe no path. Image: Su Leslie, 2016

A contribution to the Daily Post Photo Challenge on the theme of path.

 

 

 

DP Photo Challenge: Anticipation, take 2

Wrapped Christmas presents. Image: Su Leslie, 2016

Image: Su Leslie, 2016

Christmas and anticipation seem to go together.

And I don’t mean the anticipation of boundless joy and togetherness portrayed in popular culture’s ubiquitous imagery of shiny children beaming over shiny gifts, or huge happy families gathered around tables laden with food.

I’m thinking instead of how that imagery, which equates Christmas joy with rampant spending and over-consumption, also serves to heighten — for many of us — the anticipation of loneliness, isolation, inadequacy, fear.

In Auckland (and many other places), people are queuing all night outside the City Mission in the hope of a food parcel and perhaps a donated gift for their children. (Stuff, Dec 16 2016)

Police and Women’s Refuge say that incidents of family violence will rise over the Christmas period, and that only a small proportion will actually be reported (NZ Herald, 10 Dec 2016).

Those who have extended family can turn to newspapers and websites for advice on “how to survive the family Christmas” (Stuff, Dec 10 2016) — some consolation perhaps for  those already struggling with loneliness and social isolation.

In my little family, we have developed and evolved our own Christmas rituals and coping strategies. Yet I still feel anxiety that as the principal architect of our family’s social structure, I will somehow get it wrong and engender disappointment rather than joy.

And as much as I want to create something special for those I love, I am eagerly anticipating Boxing Day, when I can just relax and read my book.

This is a contribution to the Daily Post Photo Challenge. The theme this week is anticipation.

 

It’s not this time of year without … portraits of my son

The boy-child. Monochrome portrait of a young man with mirror reflection. Image: Su Leslie, 2016

The boy-child. Image: Su Leslie, 2016

When he was little, the boy-child loved the camera and it loved him right back.

As he’s got older, the relationship’s changed in one fundamental respect. These days, he feels he belongs behind the lens rather than in front. So it takes something quite special — like his grandmother’s desire to have a “nice picture” for Christmas — to persuade him to be photographed.

And with no disrespect to my son’s very real talent as a photographer, I think the camera still loves him.

The boy-child, take 3. Image: Su Leslie, 2016. Portrait of a young man, with reflection in the mirror.

The boy-child, take 2. Image: Su Leslie, 2016.

The by-child, take 2. Image: Su Leslie, 2016. Portrait of a young man, with reflection in the mirror.

The boy-child, take 3. Image: Su Leslie, 2016

This post was written for the Daily Post Photo Challenge. This week we’re asked to show something without which the holiday season would be incomplete.

DP Photo Challenge: transmogrify, take 2

Sad clown? Yeah, nah. Image: Su Leslie, 2016

I’m practicing my clown face, not for Halloween, but another slightly eccentric project my little family has thought up.

Partial transmogrification. Image: Su Leslie, 2016

The precision isn’t there yet, but a few more trial runs and I might be ready to transform my boys for what could be our daftest photo-shoot yet.

Image: Su Leslie, 2016

This post was written for the Daily Post Photo Challenge. This week the theme is transmogrify.

DP Photo Challenge: transmogrify, take 1

Ghost of Halloween past. Image: Su Leslie, 2010

Last night was Halloween, and as I watched groups of little (and not so little) kids out Trick or Treat-ing, I had a little wave of nostalgia for the days when the boy-child would  transmogrify for the event, with face paint and costume — and more than a little attitude.

Back in the day. The boy-child and his best friend, Halloween, 2003. Image: Su Leslie


Hard to believe the transformations?

This post was written for the Daily Post Photo Challenge. This week the theme is transmogrify.