Windblown Miranda

There was a time when it seemes that I could only take decent photos of Gregory, he just had to look at the camera and we would gel, and nothing it seems last forever. He can be obliging when he wants but it's not the same story nowadays.

Miranda is a different story, you never knows whether the chemistry is going to work, or you're going to be walking away cursing.

Just so happens we were on a roll and I had my classic combination to hand 35mm f2 Nikkor lens and my sharp shooter in hand. Suspect this one will be a fave for a while yet, just the right sense of flyaway hair, cheeky smile and critical focus. When you get it right it reaffirm why you do it...