a portrait of my son, once a week
Rafa Confined by Nature
He dislikes the grass. He’s getting a lot better about being on it for a little while, but for the most part he’d rather not. But birds. Birds make his day. He says ‘bird’ at least fifteen times a day, I wish I were exaggerating. We spend meal times looking out the window looking for, calling and then waving at birds. And many afternoons are spent at the gardens watching, clapping and smiling at them. On the grass…
Previous portraits here.