
But I don't, because I haven't taken any interesting photos, and I have to weed the garden, and the washing needs folding, and it's time for tea, and I have to finish a swap, and I just want to take a break for five minutes and curl up with a book -
but
this afternoon
in between baking my bread rolls for lunch this week and a trip to the library -
I saw it. The petals of the dahlia and the soft strands of the solomon's knot crochet. A photo! I cried, grabbed my camera and snapped before the moment was lost. And then, relieved, I got on with my housework once more.
