Incy wincy

... spider and butterfly. I don't know what these flowers are, but I was attracted by their tiny perfection. The butterfly is the size of my thumbnail. Sharper in large, as always.

I picked up S from the airport today (blip). His plane was already half an hour late when he boarded, but it ended up an hour late, because some guy smoked in the toilet while they were boarding. When he opened the door a cloud of smoke poured out and the smoke alarm went off. He denied everything. So by the time he was forcibly deplaned by the police (he didn't want to go), it was an hour late.

Anyway, suffice to say I'm glad S is back. There may be silence from me for a few days.