The weather is terrible today. I have a thousand things to do. Not all of them will get done. Some will hang around for another day. None of the things will disappear like the vapour trail in the sky here. Things don’t really disappear ever. People and animals do. Sometimes they come back, mostly they don’t. I wish things to do were more like people and pets and vice versa.
I took this when the sun deigned to shine at the weekend. I was attracted by the disc of the sun and the line of the vapour trail. When I got it home and looked on the screen, I could see numbers in the diffusing vapour. I like that. I also like the unknown red eye-shape.