The Eye of a Fly

It occurred to me this afternoon that it's been a very long time since a blipped a fly.    Especially one with a golden eye.  And a golden bum too.

Oh, OK then - I blipped the fly because there wasn't a good deal else on offer.  I was going to blip the mandarin tree, but the Rower beat me to it.

Pleasantly sunny today, so we made the most of it and took Mish on her favourite walk around the lake.