It’s been a few days since my father passed away. I’m not over it, by a long shot, obviously. But, you have to try to carry on. My brother has had to go back to his home and I’ll be leaving soon to pick up my family so we can come back to say our final farewells.
So today, I started to take pictures again. My mum was talking about liking the night shots of the rigs on the Firth in front of their house. Whilst they look ugly heavy industry during the day, they do look amazing illuminated at night. So, night fell and I went with the camera to try and get it.