Natural spotlight

Despite all sorts of dire warnings about gale-force winds, we didn't do so badly in my neck of the woods. Okay, the wind was howling down the chimney and things were rattling around outside, but it wasn't extreme weather by any means.

I took a quick break from the rigours of working on the (infamous) quarterly magazine and went for a walk. The wind had ripped lots of leaves off the tress and there were spots were they were whirling round in imitation of Dorothy's Kansas tornado (miniaturised, of course). I stopped to grab a few blips, waiting for lulls in the wind. Suddenly the wind dropped dramatically, this solitary leaf drifted into a patch of sunlight, and that was that - blip sorted.

Work, work, work afterwards.