This’n’That

Summer …. just after dawn ….  bubbles pour from the wand in profusion but this mere mortal misses half of them, not able to get  the camera in a quick enough capture. The newly-emergent sun rays bleach the bubbles of their colours.  In the autumn and spring and cool season,when I blow bubbles and watch what they do,  I think of summer bubbles and how they behave in the warmth.  In the summer …. I think only on them now.  Or maybe it is a different kind of focus.

 

 

 

 

Early morning walk.  Me.  And two deer and two fawns.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

At the moment there is not a garden with figs and cherries and plums and apples and pears and saskatoon berries and  raspberries for the picking. A sunny windowsill and a plum from an elsewhere tree warm the heart and the palate.