Colette

I went for another jog at lunchtime and it actually felt OK, in that I was able to break into a proper run (very) now and then. Elapsed time is still rubbish, but within a few minutes of my personal best; if such a concept has any meaning for a lunchtime fair-weather jogger.

So I was very lucky that this subject had a lot of time to kill, and was happy to pose a bit for me while I was on my way home. I wanted the Georgian (?) houses sweeping away in the background, but hope it doesn't detract from this striking subject.