My new friend R and I went to the Royal Botanics a few weeks ago. I haven’t been in a photo-taking mood for a while, but I took my dSLR just in case. Of course I forgot my macro lens and my tripod, so I got fifty blurry shots of pretty blooms and bees doing their thing, and then this one. So yes, I am a walking cliché.
Hello. I am still here. June is the kind of busy that makes my eyebrows hurt, but 90% of it is wonderful busy, like spending time with my mom. Here is a photo I took of a bloom on the orchid she gave us last year. And if you are in or near Edinburgh, come along to the National Flash Fiction Day event I helped to coordinate. See you in July.
It wasn’t what she said, but how she said it. Not an unkind word, but the way the letters like soldiers with pikes were ready to do damage and could wait to do it. She could wait. She was ready.