Old sticks

A stroke of luck here. It was getting late this afternoon when I headed out for a walk to find a photo to blip. It was overcast, showery and darkening. I expected that today would be the first no-show in my short blip history. But I found these pieces of old wood lying in the grass, perfectly arranged. Beautiful. Thank you to the blip god!

Why do I aim for an unbroken blip record? It smacks of a tendency to perfectionism, which I thought I overcame years ago. Maybe not. Perhaps I should deliberately miss a day. After that I could not have a perfect one-day-one-photo record. Pressure off.