Stars Die

"The moon shook and curled up like gentle fire
The ocean glazed and melted wire
Voices buzzed in spiral eyes
Stars dived in blinding skies

Stars die. Blinding skies.

Tree cracked and mountain cried
Bridges broke, window sighed
Cells grew up and rivers burst
Sound obscured and sense reversed

Idle mind and severed soul
Silent nerves and begging bowl
Shallow haze to blast a way
Hyper sleep to end the day"

Porcupine Tree ~ Stars Die

Another gorgeous day here - temperatures of 29C are more like Southern Spain than this part of the UK.  We're starting to get the hang of dealing with the heat.  Remembering to pull down blinds on windows facing east when we go to bed, so that the associated rooms do not heat up as quickly in the morning - that sort of thing.  Cathy even had a siesta this afternoon.  

Sitting on the patio by the pond I caught something out of the corner of my eye and heard a plop as a frog jumped into the pond from wherever it had been hiding.  I was quick enough to see it swim across the pond where it took shelter beneath the lily pads and I've not seen it since.

The garden is struggling with the prolonged dry spell inevitably, and I thought that with suitable lighting this allium seed head would make a good abstract style shot.