A bee up your night-dress

Ah. The grey returns.

No light to capture images by.

Grainy grey wherever you turn.

You could have grainy swans.

Grainy wild-flowers.

A grainy small dog?

I tried for ages to catch this bee in the act up a fox-glove flower, the shot is poor, but I like the image.

Cartier-Bresson said it all.

"The photograph itself doesn't interest me. I want only to capture a minute part of reality."