Standing in the shower after a long hard day spent in front of my computer, sifting and editing the photos from the weekend, a thought suddenly strikes me. I have changed. I’m not quite sure when exactly this change has happened and if it happened all at once or if it happened day by day. I do though suspect that the birth of our son has just about everything to do with the change and to fight it would be kind of pointless.
You see, if I have to dig through old photos – and I have plenty to dig in – and I specifically focus on weekends or holidays spent with friends and family, I will have a hard time finding shots of the friends and family we spent our time with. My focus, have always been my surroundings. I have always returned home with plenty of landscape shots, birds etc. But hardly any portraying the human interaction.
The past weekend we camped with the church on a game farm. A game farm! And I did not take one photo, not a single one of the area, the birds, the sunsets… Nothing. I have nothing to show where we were but plenty to show for who we were with.
Do I regret it? In a way yes. I will always have a weak spot and a deep love for nature and my feathered friends. But for now a shift is taking place or has already started to take place.
I do sense that my travel blog will soon have to change names as I can no longer write about travelling Namibia, but rather about life in Namibia; about the people of Namibia and how we rock the boat here in the desert.
But change is good… Right?