Summertime in England means poppy fields blooming across the countryside, one of my favorite scenes to photograph. As always, they’re never in the same place each summer so finding them takes a keen observant eye as you travel around the area. (And a friend with an equally keen observant eye.)
This year, I arranged to meet my friend for a photo shoot in the field she’d spied. We met in the afternoon after the little man and I attended a friend’s birthday party. Which had face painting. And you can’t tell your child that no, he can’t get his face painted because mummy wants to take some pretty pictures. Or I can’t and didn’t.
So here he is, my little snake in the grass.
