Saturday, November 20, 2010

... on the right kind of morning for it.

It's a funny kind of morning, this one. It's alternating cloud and sun, and blusteringly curtain-billowingly paper-flappingly windy. The jacaranda flowers are falling in drifts onto the road, and the chickens look perplexed.
There's only one thing for it. Close all the doors and windows, put the kettle on, let the dog sleep on the rug. Time for a photo-shoot!

1 comment:

Dudley Redhead said...

ooooh, why do letters and punctuation look soooo gorgeous! nice to see you (and your work) again :)