Woodpeckers, near midnight

We watched tv documentaries about Dutch artists and then a celebration of the re-opening of Amsterdam's Rijksmuseum. It reminded us that we need to renew our passports.

Afterwards I examined the camera's low light potential and turned my lens on Woodpeckers, who was merrily corresponding with blippers and may even have been writing her daily poem. Bomble being a black cat wasn't such a great subject and now he has joined me on my desk and wants to sit on the keyboard. I think it is time for bed for us all. Good night.