I am in the fortunate position of getting on really well with my in-laws. They’re lovely, all of them.
The husb, the kids and I are in the extremely fortunate position of being able to go on holiday once a year with the husb’s parents, his brother and his brother’s wife (Grandma, Grandpa, Uncle P and Aunty D for my regular readers – all three of you).
We’ve started a bit of a tradition of getting a picture of all of us at some point in the holiday.
It usually ends with me feeling slightly flustered, firstly because I’ve offered to do it (possibly strong armed the rest into it, I’m never sure) and feel like I’m not really a good enough photographer to carry it off and secondly because I’m usually setting up a timed shot so have to leg it back to the group before the shutter releases.
This year, however, I was armed with a wireless remote control and the sure knowledge that Rachel’s (un)workshop* had given me the knowledge that I needed to set up the shot, both in terms of using light and posing people.
I got just as flustered as usual, for the same initial reason, and ended up handing the remote over to the husband.
I guess it’s not as easy to build up my photographic confidence as I thought it would be.
I like this shot. Not the formal family portrait (which is never that formal, to be fair), but the milling around beforehand while the husb (roped in by me at this point every year, and so much better at it) made sure the settings and angle of the camera were ok.
Maybe I should get someone else to do it next year so I don’t end up looking so strained in the yearly family shot!
*usually at this point I would put links in but wordpress is playing up tonight and I can’t get it to work. Grrrr. If I remember, I’ll try again tomorrow. Remind me, would you?
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Oh and that was smiling with you, not laughing at you.