Camera Obscura indeed.

Abed this early morning, through a chink in the blind (can you still say chink?) an upside down fuzzy image of the garden projected onto a wall. I have since inverted it, not that you'd know, being unfamiliar with my rolling acres. I could see cars going past, could make out branches moving in the wind and birds flying by. It didn't last long, as the sunshine turned to overcast this magical view of the world vanished. 

Time to walk the dog.