Yer blues

Showery skies, warmth and the aftermath of torrential rain. I was tempted to record the end of the all-summer-long flowers, as autumn nears. But they don't have to be blips.

Today, in the cabin I saw the sun reflecting on the window mobile, with the wind twirling the spiral. I have been feeling reflective myself, perhaps in anticipation of the weekend workshop, which I feel will bring me inward.

So the image of half a wavelength, caught rotating at the speed of the camera, will be the un-repeatable moment for today.