A dreaded morning.

Isn’t it funny how we dread some times, but it turns out fine. And this morning did turn out fine. We were getting back in the car, and I saw this tired, half dead really, Dandelion clock, I nearly didn’t bother, but I’m quite pleased with it. I feel dead, past it, and bedraggled, sometimes but with this shot, cropped a bit, you can still see beauty.
So I’m happy to have got a blip, and going to have my haircut tomorrow.