Seven Hundred & Thir-Pea

This small fledgling pea plant, grown from seed, (which will probably have been callously picked off by an unknown night-time hunter, much the same as two of it's siblings by morning, but I digress) marks my two year anniversary at the photoface of blipdom. Woop! It has been a hoot & I have enjoyed every minute of it. Thank you to those who pay my small tale the time or two.

To commemorate the occasion, I thought it would be fitting to perhaps arrange an elaborate, quirky & hugely original scene, or capture a stunning & magical landscape, rich in colour, depth & intrigue, or possibly a mythical beast, two unicorns maybe, prancing in a local meadow. In reality, 9-6 at the Office, sorting dinner, taking the darn photo & then playing football 8-10 (Heskey Tekkers lost 4-1 to South Street - simply: improvements are needed, we can do better.) all proved are little distracting.

Such is blip. Such is life. And that's why we love it.