A long shift today, as ever blue skies and light winds are timed by the gods to coincide with my working hours. No egrets did I see at the window connecting me with the outside world, nor buzzards, swallows or swifts.
No, it was empty blue sky in tiny short doses, interspersed with hours of artificial lights and flickering screens, suffused in crackly ionised air with an ozonal whiff.
Believe me, on a day like this it is such a joy to escape from the inside into the outside, to head home for the day.
But after all that fluorescent tube bathing, I was badly in need of some real colour. The Polish garden next door is not mine to use, obviously, so I headed straight for my folks' place and into their garden, to listen to the great tits and blackbirds sing, and take in the colours.
I haven't a clue what most of these flowers are, I'm sure some of you will. It was the first sight of blooming, beautiful water iris that prompted me to take a few photographs, in order to capture these colours forever as the sun sank lazily behind the bramley apple tree.
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