Simon and I talked about this on the ride home, sharing our ideas about the subject and how taking pictures is harder than it seems.
“You know I don’t have my contacts in so that’s why they’re blurry, I’m really not that bad.”
“Yes, I know that Simon, but you still have random things just thrown in the picture that you could have easily avoided.” His curly black hair wiggled as he threw his head back and laughed.
“Yes, I know, You’re the better photographer and I should stay in my lane.”
He says with an exaggerated tone. I really didn’t think it was that bad, I was always excited when he said he wanted to try and take pictures because I got to show him how to do things the way that I had learned.
We pulled into my driveway and said our goodbyes. I gave him a kiss before I got out of the car and headed inside. It was hot and I needed a shower after a long day of walking, I watched him pull down the driveway headed inside to see my dad after a long day.