Since creating this blog in March 2011 I have, now and again, shared some of Yogi's beautiful photography in certain posts. (A few examples are here, here and here if you haven't been reading long.) I haven't done it in a while, though, and so I thought...I will!
This is one of my most favourite photos (if not the very favourite) that Yogi has ever taken. In 2007 we went to the Australian Alps for a long weekend of snow fun, and at one point Yogi pulled over by the side of a winding road, casually snapped away, and this was the result.
It's just so haunting, eerie, still and freakin' ethereal. (Image totally untouched, by the by.)
Naturally, it's one of the photos that hangs on our gallery wall (all the photos on it are Yogi's but for the ones he's in and a few old family snaps) and five years later this gorgeous photos still leaves me transfixed and in awe.
[Sidebar: In other news, my brother didn't end up coming a few weeks ago like he was supposed to (sniff!) because his (then-)almost-in-the-bag UK sponsorship -- for which he would have had to officially apply from Australia, hence why he was coming -- fell through at the eleventh hour due to a last minute business contract pull-out from one company that my brother's company (i.e. the investment bank he worked for) was going to be affiliated with. So, nothing to do with my brother, obvs, but it just sucks that it was so close and he was stuffed around like that. I guess everything happens for a reason, platitudinous as though that may sound. One of the good things is that he'll now return to Australia at the end of the year which: awesomesauce!]