Feeling Fragile

These week-old irises, and me, so I didn't participate in the community tuna canning today. Missing that blip opportunity meant casting about for a subject in our disheveled house, and the irises were the most interesting.

Here's a moodier shot of them.

I solaced myself with making a start at putting information about Phil's family tree into Ancestry.com, which is always an absorbing way to spend a few hours. Like eating potato chips/crisps, the hard part is stopping!