OK - is it sunrise or sunset - Fleck and others maintain you should be able to tell.
Is it beautiful? Is it only beautiful if you know it's Mt Fuji or is it equally beautiful if you know it is a slag heap?
This is why I didn't blog yesterday - I thought it was a hangover from Viv's party on Saturday night. Which raises the question - ' What music will I have at my 80th birthday party?
Chris in Marudi swore by this as a cure for that wired feeling. I think that being built like Boris Johnson helps more when it comes to not feeling the after effects.
It was more sinus than booze (and noise and the stress of being sociable) though so I was off it all day. Went to Bretton and the wind helped. Trying to photograph this grebe whatsit didn't. It's not just that they dive and come up yards away but trying to keep a bird in shot against a background of sunlit choppy water is neither easy nor restful on the eyes.
This is for Diz. As a thank you for the reminder of 'cousin caterpillar' - If you can't be bothered to chase the link it's Incredible String Bands' 'hedgehog song'. Not sure if it would make the party top 100 or if I would have trouble dancing to it.
Was Blooming in the park Saturday. It was quite busy considering it was not yet 10am and I ended up doin a collage for the blip - this was my favourite shot though - even though you can't see that he has a cig in his hand.
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