Shadowless

I knew it was Abstract Thursday but the sun has been so fleeting that the topic of Shadows fell by the wayside.  As I write this, it has just put in yet another appearance, but hey ho, it's done now.

On the next to last day of our holiday I managed to open the library book I had taken with me, and read a few pages.  "It's very like a Nikki French book I read recently" I thought.  "Surely Peter James hasn't been plagarising Nikky French's books"  I thought again.  It wasn't until I reached about page 50 that I realised I'd read it before and it wasn't by Nikki French at all.  This is happening to me more and more.  Sigh!

I slept for ten hours last night but I'm still going round in a bit of a daze today.  Some washing done and been to the supermarket, and not surprisingly, the library.

Abstracted flowers picked from the garden this morning.