For much of the past two weeks I have been almost glued to my seat as a superb Olympic Games unfolded in London and at other venues the length and breadth of the UK. Team GB surpassed themselves in their medal haul. And now it’s all over and in one sense I feel lost. But also there is a horrendous backlog of things to do that just had to wait and now have to be tackled.
Even the camera sat upstairs untouched and unloved – until yesterday. In the evening one of those wonderful early evening skies caught my eye.
Clumps of cotton wool cloud (that’s the best I can do technically) covered the sky and were lit by a sun low on the horizon. I was out there, vaulting the fence to get a clear view, wide angle lens fixed. All other ideas for today’s post were abandoned. Sometimes nature just puts on a show that shouts ‘Pick Me’.