One morning...

... when summer was still summer...
Haven't seen the sky this blue for a couple of weeks (there have been sunny periods but overall more rain than shine) so I needed a reminder it still exists.

55 on Friday

''So, when are we leaving tomorrow?''

''Well, you said 8.30...''

''I did? And just who was talking about early departure all the time?''

''But you told Boris we're setting off then.''

''Only because you weren't home and somebody had to say something. Besides...''

''Women! Why must you always have the last word?''

The sight and sound of reality

This used to be a lawn in front of out block of flats. Then the heavy machinery came to fix something that didn't need fixing and now part of the walkway is all dug up, the lawn ruined, the roaring and pounding the usual morning sounds. How pleasant!

The blackbird doesn't seem to mind, though...

haiku my way

the place i called home...
getting stuck in traffic jam
driving into town

*
this was a real experience from a few weeks ago. i forced it into 5-7-5 form although this is not my habit. for real use i would probably pare down this senryu (it is more senryu than haiku although the differencers can be subtle) and rephrase it - eliminate redundant stuff while still give all the necessary information - into something like this:

the place
i used to call home...
traffic jam

Of flowers and bees (well, flies) II

Another photo failure

a.k.a. 'when railing gets in the way of shooting a butterfly which, in the meantime, decides to change location'

Of flowers and bees

With the sun comes life...