Delicate perfection

... in an unexpected place - a prosaic sidewalk flowerbed, with just the one flowering plant. Unfortunately, there was a bit of a breeze, and I only had my mobile with me, so the photo doesn't do the flower justice. It was so lovely.

Still mired in bureaucracy, I sometimes wonder if there will ever be an end to it. Hot as hell too, stepping out of the air-conditioning into the street or the corridor is like jumping from a fridge to a frying pan - and now I must go to the non-air-conditioned downstairs part of the house to find us some supper.