Photos - informing or story telling?

Waking up to a cold sunny day after a broken night's sleep, leaving me to start the day feeling tired and unusually hungry, which is rather strange, but may be something to do with the impact of the medication mix on my digestive system. I had a bowl of porridge oats with almond milk and walnuts, to get me going, followed by Saturday breakfast pancakes. Clare went out to the Steiner school Christmas fayre leaving me to languish in an armchair and recover enough energy to face the rest of the day. 

Ann asked me in church last Wednesday about staying in Nerja. She and Paul are booking a holiday there. I promised to send her some photos I've taken when I've been there on locum duty. Many of the albums are no longer on Google Photos for space saving reasons. I don't want to pay for space. Google is already making enough money out of me by harvesting usage data for analysis of trends that can be used to pitch promotional adverts to me. A large proportion of my thousands of archived photos now occupy space on devices I own. I still keep a lot in Google Photos or in a Microsoft account - whatever seems convenient to me if I need handy access to them. I decided it would be better to go through my Nerja photos and collect the ones of interest into one labelled Google Photos album. Easier said than done however. It took several hours to retrieve the ones I wanted and upload them and the concentration required was tiring. After a tuna and mayo sandwich lunch, I completed the job and sent an album link to Ann. 

I found myself looking at the photos in a detached way, wondering if they would convey an impression of the place and its round of community events and activities in several key venues. Many of my photos are of flowers, birds and landscape that caught my attention. They don't really add much to the visual story of a lovely holiday venue for someone who has yet to visit the place. I realise these photos serve as a prompt for my place memories, and this would work differently for each person viewing the album depending on whether they have visited Nerja or had their interest and curiosity aroused. We'll see.

After all that intense concentration I needed to walk for a couple of hours to clear my head. The sunset was less than an hour away when I started, and it was dusk when I got home. I cooked fish with crinkly cabbage, carrots and couscous for supper. I realised as we ate that I was much more thirsty than I noticed earlier. Perhaps the reason for feeling tired since I got up. It's hard to get the balance right. I spent the rest of the evening relaxing, watching a couple of episodes of 'Juge Marianne' on Walter Presents, until bed time.