When our children were babies, I didn’t often have time to read. So I kept myself afloat with snippets of poetry. Through those often lonely, early morning feeds, I would balance their small, warm bodies in one arm and a book in the other.
This summer I didn’t have time to write. So I kept myself sane with the instant pleasure of digital photography and Instagram. The opportunity to see the texture of so many other people’s lives has been a privilege. It could be addictive. Here are a few pictures from my feed. I’ve put a link, above, for you to see the rest on line and discover more of the generous and creative Instagram community.
Posted by Louisa Thomsen Brits on 19 September 2012