Fennel Fireworks

Talk about emergency blips . . .

After a busy day unsuccessfully sourcing matching wall blocks for our boring front wall repairs, and finishing up with blocks of a not too good a match but the correct size – desperation measures – we were having dinner and I realised that I hadn’t got a blip.

By now it was getting dark and my hand held close-up of the fennel plants were a bit – NO a great disaster, so out again I went with Mrs W’s ring light and the tripod. Now it was darker still, but after a few thousand attempted shots with the ring light, and a few better shots with the flash I wound up with one or two just about passable. The one I chose still needed some sharpening, but otherwise SOOTC I give you “Fennel Fireworks” – I suppose . . .