This weeks prompt was Evening. It was a bit of a challenge for me. Most of my evenings revolve around the usual routines of my life as a solo Mum of a 2 year old. I don’t want all of my photos for this project to be of my daughter so I went hunting for what else evening might mean to me.
On Monday evenings I meet with my friends – the Red Buttons – for a coffee, cake and crafting time. We meet at my friends craft studio – Pompom Rouge – and we always have a good night. This is the view from outside of the studio on Monday evening:
On my drive home I went via the beach and saw what I would like evenings to mean to me if I can ever get myself organised enough. This is a picture of people exercising and enjoying our beautiful beach in the warm tropical evening:
However the picture that I will be submitting to the 52Photos in 52 Weeks flickr group this week is one that shows what the evening was like for me last night. I started work at 20:45 last night. It was my first night shift since my daughter was born, it was our first night apart in the 2 years that she has been here – I did not think it was going to be a good evening.
I work in the operating theatres of a large public hospital. It is a good evening in my town when the corridors of the operating theatre complex looks like this all night. – it means no one was badly hurt, it means no one was desperately needing surgery, it means that no little babies were going to make a very rushed, emergency entry into the world. It was a good evening in my town last night: