Windy day

Today is the 25th anniversary of the great storm of '87 and to celebrate the weather is blowing hard. I was planting bulbs this morning and the bowl used to hold the bulbs in was blown away, scattering all the daffodils over the grass. The sight of me chasing a washing up bowl down the road would have made a good blip.
I had already decided what I was going to blip today and went to the green house to capture the thought I had in my head. Then I say this little fellow and thought that I should do some homework from my macro Course. Unfortunately he was not trained as a model so I was chasing him around a bit and he has a lot more legs than me.