They flew in today,
We ran quickly for cover,
To avoid its sting.

This one was napping,
We took a shot to show you,
A sample of bugs.
As complex as simple is.
I like to go out walking, especially at the weekends, but also during the week
They flew in today,
We ran quickly for cover,
To avoid its sting.

This one was napping,
We took a shot to show you,
A sample of bugs.
Such a pleasant place,
In the centre of London,
Winter or Summer.

Springtime or autumn,
It has a restful beauty
If had some more time.
Whispy flowers grow,
In the Grey Friars Gardens.
Catching passing eyes!

Fine and looking good,
They are secret, understood?
But please take a look.
Four hundred and three,
That is how many blogs now.
Getting there slowly.

A nesting seagull,
Has its own satellite dish,
Poor reception though.
Sparrows are seen less,
Here is a sparrow I saw,
Clinging to the wall.

I am having fun,
With the google tech support
Could do with a rest.
The sky, sea and land,
In morning light blend the blues,
Banding serenely.

I had to wait though,
For the seagull to fly past,
Just enough action.
This dramatic shot,
I caught this seagull landing,
An everyday scene.

A changed scenery,
Something we all need sometime,
Or see differently.
Springtime is the best,
To find these fairy flowers,
Growing in the woods.

At night they can glow,
In a group be quite a show,
Here is a taster!
Strange pink flowers grow,
Through the multi-green leafed plants.
Rarely seen these days.

Such a rare delight,
To spot and capture these here,
These springtime beauties.
What a day it is!
Yes, it has all the makings,
Of a super day.
It’s the way it is,
The certain way the light falls,
That’s something special!