Glimmer

Visiting my father today was hard. His own dementia makes our telling and his remembering about mum's death very difficult. Afterwards I retreated to Porty beach, one of my favourite thinking places. The last time I blipped a bench on the prom, there was an old lady sitting on it.

While I was pondering, I noticed a faint rainbow - another one of the things I've long wanted to snap, but always missed. So I'm delighted to be a rainbow virgin no longer - tomorrow I might even capture one of those falling drops of water making a little splashy crown. It's going to be my two year blip anniversary, so I better think of something clever. Bugger.