Too old to turn, too hot to brain

On Saturday I visited the sunflowers and then hopped to Orbetello on a 40°C brain-frying shopping spree. I’ve been meaning to visit the sunflowers again, truly, on an afternoon this time, expecting them to be turned my way, seeing that on June 16th at 10 am they were stubbornly showing me their backs. This post…

WPC: Against all odds, evenly

Not that there were any odds to begin with, and yet I’ve come a long way. Geographically speaking. We shall have a look at how it all began in a minute, but first the previous week on my blog. There were: Twelve photos from last April as part of my 2016 Calendar; full moon, if…