While the UK sweated through the heat yesterday, I lay on the bed in the cool north-facing bedroom and took photos of butterflies on the buddleia outside.
What an idyllic life I lead. My only complaint is that the butterflies don't open their wings very often, so you have to wait ages to get a good shot.
Got to go to work today though. I'm dreading the thought of carrying all those sacks of coal up to the furnace. Thank goodness it's only a 14 hour shift.
2 comments:
From the angle of the shot, either (a) you weren't upstairs, or (b) the buddleia was a long way off and you have a pretty good zoom lens, or (c) something else I haven't thought of. Maybe your patio is just really high or something.
I feel like a stalker...
I was upstairs, honest. I can get up to 12 witnesses (all of them magistrates or senior police officers) who saw me being upstairs.
The tiles aren't a patio, they're the roof of the front window, which is a bit bay windowish. You can see the gutter round the edge.
I wouldn't lie to all you internet people, well not about buddleias anyway.
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