Blues

Thank you for your sympathies concerning the cancellation of yesterday’s surgery.  I must admit I’ve felt a bit ‘down’ today - just not knowing what to do with myself. But as Lesmark said yesterday ‘all shall be well’ and as I try to tell myself, these things happen for a reason. 

As always - or nearly always - nature and photography help enormously, and in the afternoon I go looking for Common Blues on the Great Orme. At first, I just can’t see them - I’ve forgotten just how tiny they are - but gradually my eyes adjust and there they are, fluttering around the wild scabious and bird’s-foot-trefoil, slightly ragged and wind-worn, but still beautiful.  It’s certainly a tonic.