I could sit and stare into the haze forever. Well, a long time, anyway.

The magic of the plastic lens allows me to see things, magical, hidden things, that don’t exist in reality, just in my head and my pictures.

Tribbles. They are hiding, under there.

These things tend to be around all year but usually we only notice them when we expect them. It takes a different pair of eyes to see what’s really there.

Just a quick one before I head off down to a slightly more mountainous area of the country for a long weekend, here’s hoping for more sunny, lazy afternoons :)

Another from a miscellaneous weekend wander in the city. A bit of blue sky and sunshine puts everyone in a nicer mood.

it didn’t want to hang about on a rock waiting for me to take pictures of it, oh no, it wanted to flee off down the beach.