It gets to this time of year and our Instagram feed is filled up with beautiful bluebell fields with shots of angelic children standing in those fields, looking serene. After trying for two years to get said shots, last year we walked away vowing never again – but surprise surprise we ended up there again a few weeks ago.
Now I’m not one to turn down a challenge and this has become a little bit of one. Both the kids had some sort of meltdown, they raced to the first bench in sight for a snack despite having just eaten, and generally caused chaos with every stick, stone and puddle they could find en route.
Don’t be fooled by their happy exteriors as one of them was in a headlock shortly after this photo. I’ll leave it up to you to guess which one!
After the bazillion photos taken, these are the few I managed to get which might make you think we had a lovely time! If only you saw the bits I didn’t photograph as I was too busy chasing after one of them or quite frankly just telling them off.
You can probably see a theme with photographing my children in pretty fields. I spend a lot of time on Instagram and I’m a sucker for a bit of colour on my feed.
As well as bluebells I also tried my luck in rapeseed fields. Last year on our way to Cornwall we passed field after glorious field of yellow but we couldn’t find anywhere to pull over. So on the drive back from our little holiday we found a field just after Stonehenge and it was slightly like a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow. After parking the car we traipsed through a bazillion other fields only to find the one we wanted was plastered with barbed wire and signs saying ‘M.O.D. Keep Out’. Epic photo fail. Shortly after that we got a puncture and had to be towed back to my parents.
So this year after heading back from the bluebell fields we passed a rapeseed field, without barbed wire and with an easy place to pull in. Harper and I jumped out for a few snaps whilst Grayson slept in the car.
I’ll put it in writing now that I’m not even going to attempt standing in fields with my children next year… but I bet I do!
~ Laura xx ~