Sunday

I wanted to photograph bees on the buddleia and chased them for an hour. And couldn’t find any. I then turned my attention to the weather vane on top of work shed and then lo and behold out of nowhere, this bee photobombed.

Here is Billy Collins poem called Directions (which I may have blipped before - not sure). But for me, it’s perfect poetry

https://www.poetseers.org/contemporary-poets/poet-laureates/billy-collins/directions/


Blue skies in dear Dublin

Happy Sunday. ( Sherlock Holmes at 3.30 - I’ll be watching)