Stairway to heaven

... or, the eye of a blipper. As I walked into town to post a letter, I saw a man in the distance standing in front of a nondescript building pointing his camera directly upwards. A passing woman looked at him, looked at the building, shook her head in bewilderment, and walked on. So of course when I got there I had to look up, and immediately saw what he had seen. Maybe he was a blipper? She obviously wasn't.

Other activities: a bit of work (!). GBBO on catch-up. Beach (yes, it's still warm enough). A mini-intercambio with Merce. With a few tapas.