Marie-Belle...

...which must be one of the most beautiful names I've heard. She was a really lovely subject but I did have an ulterior motive picking on her, in that there was a nearby white wall and I wanted to see what the bounced flash light would do to her portrait. Not exactly "night transformed into day", but I still like the result.

Earlier I did my weekly jog and convinced myself that the super strong and ultra freezing headwind added a few unavoidable minutes to my elapsed time. Or it could be the scone I wolfed down prior to my run: hardly a traditional energy food for would-be atheletes. But it was home made by my wife's mum, and much more enticing than my very sensible banana.