Thought Of You~ Tronnor

Afire Love ~19

After we set off onto the road, I find where we need to go and place the phone down.

"Do you have your camera in here?" I ask, since that's kinda necessary unless he uses his phone.

Unsure for a second, he answers. "Uhhmm- Oh yeah, yeah it's somewhere in here." He thinks for a moments then gestures to the cabinet on the front panel of the car. "It's in there."

I do as he said, opening the cabinet to see a very organised set of things. Amongst said things is a camera that I've seen him using before, at the sunflower field. Carefully, I take it out and place it in my lap.

"Okay, so you need to turn right here so we're on the country roads." I direct, pointing to where he needs to turn. He does as I say and we arrive onto a smaller road surrounded by fields. In the distance I spot the colorful building I'm hoping to get to.

After a bit of directing and reversing to let other cars through, we get to the building. It's painted yellow, blue, red and green on each wall and is surrounded by lush flowers and foliage.

"Come on, let's look around!" Connor beams from beside me, as I pass him his camera. Exiting the parked vehicle, we wander amongst the trees and plants for a while, just taking it in. I have to reassure him a few times that we were allowed here and that nobody lived in the building, since he didn't want to get arrested. I think he ignored the uncertainty in my voice as I told him this, since I can't always believe the Internet, but he carried on his way around the scenery nonetheless.

Once we'd looked around for a bit, Connor lifts up the camera from around his neck and makes use of it. With his natural artistic eye, he switches from angle to angle, capturing different objects in different light, but all in the same beautiful way. Every now and then he'd look over to me smiling and yell "Sweetie, come look at this!", and show me a new flower he'd found. The whole time, I'd pretend to be taking photos of the trees, but I was really just watching (and maybe taking cute photos of) him staring intently at the things all around him. He's like a kid at Disneyland.

Grabbing my hand once again, Connor guides me to a bright yellow daffodil standing amongst the array of other differing colored flowers. "Look! It's so pretty, it's all by itself with all the smaller plants." He explains, pointing to the yellow flower. I nod and smile and his behaviour. His attention turns to the building we somehow made our way nearer to. Seeming to be examining the walls, he stares ahead.

"Babe, go stand against that wall." Connor instructs me, walking with me closer to the building. Leading me to the yellow wall, he stands a metre or so away from me. "There." He tells me, once he adjusted his camera so I'm in shot. Unsure of what to do, I put my hands in the pockets of my woolly denim jacket.

I hear a familiar camera flash noise along with a small flash of light. A few seconds later, Connor is moving to stand beside me. "Wait," I move away from the wall. "Your turn." I smile cheekily, pointing the blue wall around the corner of the house. I follow the same procedure and take a strikingly similar photo of him.

Heading, hand in hand, to the car, Connor uses his free hand to open the photo gallery on his camera. I let go of his hand to open his car boot so we can sit down, which we do. Scrolling through his photos, I giggle when I see how many he took of me when I was turned away.

"My personal photographer." I tease, kissing him gently on the cheek.

All the photos he took were stunning, truly stunning. And not just because of the subject of the photo, but because of the way he worked with it and made it unique. From laying down on the grass to take a low down shot of the trees or small plants, to standing on his tip-toes to take shots from above the subject, he always made it work.