Walking the line

I was going to blip a photo of Cousteau and Pio finally ending up sleeping on the same bed. I was ...; then I saw this wee dot on my lettuce.

It was not much bigger than the head of one of those pins that has the coloured heads. It was, quite frankly, amazing. I just kept looking at it and marvelling at its tinyness.

I found a safe spot to put it once I'd finished photographing it. I still can't believe that such tiny things are made so perfectly.

I had a crazy day, buzzing around from one thing to another. Got a few things done; not enough, but some.

Anyway, I'm waffling, so will leave you.

Night all.