Sometimes, I look at all my photos and think "oh dear". This evening is one of those times. Too diverse, not unified. And I feel a long way away from this:
“I am an excitable person who only understands life lyrically,
musically, in whom feelings are much stronger than reason. I am so thirsty
for the marvelous that only the marvelous has power over me. Anything I
can not transform into something marvelous, I let go. Reality doesn't
impress me. I only believe in intoxication, in ecstasy, and when
ordinary life shackles me, I escape, one way or another. No more walls.”
Tomorrow, all may be different of course - one hopes so.
Anyway, here's something from earlier by way of encouragement:
Wales is beckoning with rainy outstretched hooves so what next for Mrs Lemon's? A new blog for the new start? Quite possibly - 10 years of pictures have nearly been completed (not one a day, I know, but that was an issue explored way back in the early days), and something fresh is needed. Whatever happens, more content will follow, perhaps with a slightly more considered approach: watch this space for developments and thanks for all the visits.
Apologies for the slightly John Hinde-ian no. 4, and the smug no. 6 - I'm finding subjects difficult to find. Or, to put it another way, I'm not finding subjects, hence the over-reliance on selfies and twee garden shots. Hey, there's a place for them though. Anyway, have a great week and remember to bring joy to all you meet. And, if you can't do that, at least try and hide your disappointment ;-)