Waiting to be blown away

Walking doing some photos of reflections of water when I spotted this and thought one last photo. I love those lucky last photos (almost as good as the lucky first ones).

We used to call these things clocks when I was wee as you told the time by how many times you had to blow on it for all the seeds to blow away. I didn't blow this one away.

Anyway forcing myself to take a photo a day and get out and about is one of the best things I've done all year. So much more enjoyable than feeling guilty about not going to the gym (which as I said earlier I've not been to in a long time), and a lot cheaper!