One of the things that frustrates me about photography is the way a feature that sits so prominently in my vision can disappear into the landscape when I take a picture. A stunning giant full moon in the night sky is reduced to a pinprick in black, a lone tree on a stark horizon looks like a distant twig. Up close its so much easier to tell the story I want - the mesmerizing eyes of a portrait or a drop of water in a spider's web. But when I widen the frame it's so much harder to point out what's important.
What's the trick I wonder? Of keeping the important things in focus at the same time as not losing the whole sweep of the landscape, the context that gives meaning to the smaller details?
I'm not sure what to wish for in 2015, this great new year ahead. It will be a year of change and growth for my family with Amy off to high school, Wil to the senior part of primary school. Being a better parent is my goal right now, but it's so hard to hold that as the world rushes by, and equally hard to think about all the other things that contextualise that at the same time.
It's a funny kind of place. Exciting to be sure but a little scary too.