Morning, and I see the sky reflected in my washing up bowl. Two bowls gleam in the sunlight, and Christmas cacti stream downwards towards the bowl. Their flowers are still in bud, some have already flowered. You see how things are not as light as we imagine them. More mid tones than bright ones, only real highlights are on the bowls. Indoor plants help me stay happy….
I could add edges to this photo and make a more definite heart shape, but I like it as it is. Late summer fluffy clouds drift in a sky that turned cloudy and grey an hour later. Laurel, Russian vine and Wisteria frame the blue. The vine has been cut back and the flowers are turning brown. The Wisteria needs pruning and the laurel is blocking out most of the light in our sunny patch.
Most of the rest if the garden is covered over with trees. The leaves gather light from every gap. It’s amazing how they space themselves so they fit together like a jigsaw puzzle.
You look up and try and see dragons or puppies in the sky. Dancing horses, faces, hands, ufo’s, giraffes, teddy bears. It’s all there, up in that heart of sky.
Our of a clear blue sky, I saw a plane flying overhead. I was bewildered at first to think what it was! In world where the birds are singing in the cold spring sunshine it was incongruous. Jarring even. I grabbed my phone and took a photo. I could even see the plane itself. Flying West to East, High above the earth.
I wonder about the ground control teams at airports? Are they short staffed, they must be essential staff, and what about pilots and crew? Are they quarantined when they land so they don’t pass it on? This could be a passenger aircraft, or air freight.
Like a castaway on a deserted beach, I wondered if they could see me.