• Climbing 1600 steps, starting in the dark, to arrive at Machu Picchu at 6am on new year’s day.

• Seeing my children’s faces as they stood in the middle of one of the seven wonder’s of the world.

• Drinking jugs of pisco sour in a tiny crowded restaurant in Cuzco.

• Eating chocolate birthday cake in a flower filled hotel courtyard.

• Morning walks, nearly every day.

• Long runs, tired legs and a cleaned out mind.

• Reading over 60 books.

• Watching the sun rise from Montmartre on a cold February morning.

• Watching the sun set from a hot sticky beach in Marseille in June.

• Full moons through the trees as the night ends.

• Hearing the cuckoo sing the beginning of spring.

• Swimming in the north sea with my girls and nieces.

• Aperitifs by the pool.

• Coffee and croissants at the river.

• Sunday afternoon walks.

• Celebrating birthdays with party hats and polaroids.

• Developing my own film.

• Photographing strangers.

• Staring at the stars.

• Quiet shared breakfasts.

• Growing sunflowers from seed.

• Climbing to the top of mountains.

• Warm frothy milk on my coffee.

• Butterflies in my stomach again and again.

• Sunsets at Mont Serein.

• Drawn out summer card games.

• Rainbows over the hills.

• Dancing after slightly too much wine with Gemma, Adam and David.

• Runs and workouts with Hannah and Ben.

• Portraits of my children, on repeat.

• A birthday present necklace from my sisters.

• Whatsapp messages first thing in the morning that say love.

• Pockets of sunlight on the wall.

• The old rose by the kitchen window flowering abundantly.

• Chats with Luca on the way back from rugby.

• Deep summer self portraits.

• Drinks with friends I don’t see enough.

• Beach walks.

• Walks in the forest with the dog and the boys.

• Sitting on a paddle watching shoals of fish dart backwards and forwards.

• Falling…over and over… and so very much more.

Some of the most beautiful moments weren’t photographed. And that is ok. We get one shot - grab life!

2024 - let’s go!