Colour of summer
Colour of summer
The bloom of a fungal spore
What is this?
Any of the above?
Actually, this is the flower of my giant Eugenia tree, also known as an Australian Cherry tree.
The white spiky flower is out right now, along with the lovely red berries that you saw in Cherry Ripe last Monday.
I’ve always thought them very pretty and not at all what you would expect to form those bright red ‘cherries’.
Isn’t Nature wonderful?
Little blood sucker
I slapped myself in the face
But got the blighter
Why is it that every mosquito I’ve ever known waits until you are just dropping off to sleep before it comes whining round your ear?
Last night a mosquito did this. I thought to myself, “Oh, for Pete’s sake!” and slapped hard at it, in a futile attempt to bat it away.
I slapped myself in the face, which was a bit of a surprise!
But I got the little blood sucker!
In the past I have even covered my head in my sheet and stuck my foot out for the mosquito to munch on – but it still comes buzzing round my ear!
Light force from within
Golden after glow
Is this really the life force of the poppy we can see?
Or just my trusty Canon, with some trick of photography, in our harsh South African sunlight!
Sunlight filters through
Coloured chips of silica
The chapel was founded in 1450 and has Late Gothic architecture.
There are many magnificent old buildings and churches all over the UK. This is just one small church in one small town.
I like the first window the best, but have included all of the windows, because everyone has different tastes and maybe your favourite is one of these others.
And below is a shot of the interior. You can see the organ pipes reaching high up into the roof.
What I love about a place such as this, apart from the glorious beauty, is the history. You are standing where others have stood, for nearly 570 years!
Dear friend abandoned
Modern frenzy of travel
Lost love left behind
I saw this large cuddly toy lying forlornly on the floor under a seat at Heathrow T3.
All I could do was pick him up, surreptitiously hug him, and place him in clear view on top of the bench.
No-one came to claim him in the hour or so I was around that area. I guess they rushed for their plane and in the melee he just got left behind.
Hopefully he was adopted to be loved by some other child.
Rainfall in a drought-stricken land.
Whispers in the night
Dying leaves now susurrate
How I have missed the soothing sound of rain falling, especially in the middle of the night.
My trusty Canon captured Nature’s special effects: Raindrops frozen in spacetime.
In the background you can just make out the pink blobs that are new blooms on my camellia bush.