Ephemera

I had a quiet day mole-ing away in the house. Looked up at some point and was really taken by the shadows cast on the wall by the windowsill plants. The light is provided not by the sun, which was on the opposite side of the building by this time, but by its dazzling reflection from a car window down in the street.

I had to be quick; within five minutes they'd vanished leaving a plain blue wall.