Morning glory

A wild one and one much maligned as it gets all over the place when it's called bindweed, but who could resist these candy stripes - not me.Spotted down at the shore line.
A nice chat with my brother and then a swim as it's stopped raining after two days of murk - jellyfish quota: minor.
Lots of interesting comment re yesterday's harrumph. Yes, there's no straight forward answer and it's complicated. It will soften and we will marvel at the vision of how it could have been and it will still be good for  a bit of stone hugging - odd how they're always warm.
Talking of stone hugging, what I forgot to mention yesterday was that on the Solstice the news went round that a group of women had been up there drawing phalluses with chalk on the stones! Er, why? Not only that, phallic dancing had ensued! We won't go there. Our informant told us they were English - no it wasn't me.