THAT one. - she said.

and who am I to gainsay The Gaffer?
I shot the usual assortment of dross around the Garden. Then, almost at close of play I saw a few stems of Stipa gigantea stretching skyward as the Sun was lowering towards the local horizon (Next door's ridge line), as is its wont.
Thinks ... "W  T  F  not, give it a whirl."
And that, as they say was that.