Well, my biggest project this month was intended to be my latest effort at writing a novel draft for NaNoWriMo, but then Instagram happened, and for the past couple of weeks since I’ve joined the fee iPhone and Android application which allows you take photos, edit them and post them to share with millions of other users around the world, I’ve been doing nothing but taking photos, editing them, and posting them. So while my writing has been suffering, my instinct to tell stories still remains. Today I put together a little story in photos. It was rainy and grey, but that didn’t stop me from snapping away.
It’s nice to stay under the blankets on a rainy day…
This is the kind of day that greeted us when Coco and I stepped outside.
Everyone and everything was grey and rain-spattered.
Here and there, droplets of colour, but you really had to look for them.
Suddenly, a burst of colour. I grew very excited.
A friendly face came into the next frame. It said: “you’ve taken enough photos mummy, I’m cold, how about that warm blanket now?”