My thoughts quite literally at the moment, as you can see. Although as this is a piece of marble sculpture, and therefore fine art
[ You may be able to see what little cultural leanings I have are not very well developed, can’t you? 😉 ], means that it’s perfectly acceptable.
Anyway, after the Week From Hell++™, when the file server at work decided to commit the silicon equivalent of seppuko – right at a critical time, as is the wont of these things to do so – and a certain company (who shall remain nameless but have a 2 letter moniker that comes before IBM in the dictionary) – who did not seem to be particularly bothered at our plight, despite being given lots of money, I needed a bit of a break. Really needed a break, in fact.
And hugs, but I didn’t get any of those as usual.
(*wails pitifully in background*)
With all that sort of ‘nasty things’ going on, the camera hadn’t seem the light of day all week (like me!), and as it was too late to organize a Flickr meet, I crawled out of bed at an obscene time in the morning on a Saturday to go the the lovely and relaxing Kew Gardens.
(Which, up until about 10:30 I seemed to have to myself, which was nice. If bloody cold!)
To harass peacocks in full regalia
and after about 11am, watch screaming brats trying to do much the same, except with more face-down-in-the-mud amusement for me, regretfully not caught on camera as I was laughing loudly behind a handy tree in case dear Tarquin’s parents took offence. Yes, I’m an mean and evil bastard, next question please…
And to go look at the Rhizotron, an interesting metal structure you can climb up and look out over the vistas of Kew, unimpeded by tree leaves for they have all fallen off by now.
Not good for the scared-of-heights crew if, as it was then, a tad windy.
And bonus of the day, a house which I didn’t even realise existed, the Evolution house which has a nice waterfall, perfect for those long exposure shots you do of water.
Even if the Gorilla Pod did get a few remarks when I attached it to a notice.
It’s all in the name of art, I tell you.
Oh Arse, then!