dust and blossom

in mid air

The Hawthorne in the back close finally reveals it's blossom after a long winter sleep.

I got wound up at work today. But why bother to look for the satisfaction of logic or the summit of work done in all this madness? Unblinking as I'm told, I push it all off a big cliff in my head and watch it tumble into the ocean... splash. Not going to let it bother me.

I leave on time for yoga and even have time to watch Nicholas Roeg's Walkabout on iplayer. Been meaning to see that for ages.