Cirrus-ly Blue-tiful

Blue sky, white cirrus,
scratched across by grafitti:
The writer has fled.

© CW

I've such a big blister on my thumb from much pruning with secateurs today that I've resorted to a soothing Elastoplast! Doh!
Q: Why don't I wear gardening gloves?
A: They're always too big and clumsy and fumbly and I end up throwing them off even when I do remember to put them on in the first place.
A fool to myself, aren't I!