I do enjoy living in a place where I can find a photo I like at 10.45pm.

I spent a lot of today drying what was left of the apples from the tree after the blackbirds and crows had had first go, and quite a bit of the rest of it in a mutual support session with Daughter: me helping her with form-filling and she helping me with how feminist/social justice terminology has changed since the time when I thought I knew what I was talking about. (I'm not sure I ever will again.)

But it seems seven of my pictures have now sold and I've been asked for some greetings cards so collapsing into ignorance isn't wholly without compensation.