I wonder if the hoverfly thinks about beauty. Are daisies lovely, through its eyes, or simply another field of nectar? If your life’s work is harvesting nectar, does sweetness turn dusty and tired, soured by toil and necessity?
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This is a very nice image, Rae: very subtle and bang on the fly. The light is just right, too:)
Thank you! Most of the credit should go to my camera, which did most of the work…
OK! All credit to your camera, then. My camera does what I tell it to do. 😉
🙂