A Blip I Have Always Wanted.

Ever since I started blipping I have had a rural scene in mind. There is a tractor on the brow of a hill. There is a dark, stormy sky. There are hoards of silver gulls, caught in a shaft of sunlight. There is dark, moist, newly-turned earth.

OK, so I don't have that today but, at least I dared to stop and take the picture. I always imagine the farmer spotting me and driving across his neatly ploughed furrows to say: "Why are you taking photos of me? He might snatch my camera from me and ram my lovely car in his anger. All before I could jump back into my Volvo and drive away! Yeah, as if!

So, next year I will feel a little more confident and try this again!