a fleeting thing

Someone obviously decided I needed a good blip day. Out of miserable drizzle and dank air suddenly came the light. That evening light that makes even the dullest of weatherboarding shimmer. Light like this makes us all stop and either swear because we have blipped already or rejoice because it was just what we were looking for. Either way it is time to open and shut the shutter because light like this, like many other things, is merely a fleeting thing.


Change is afoot in the life of me so feeling a little carpe diem......could you guess?