While it makes for Marlboro-like breathing, the smoky haze we're
living in seems to act as a very flattering filter, creating added vibrancy in
the analogous
colours of this little beetle and daisy.
(And as the day's humour bonus, enjoy your imagination's
view of my wee spate of shrieking and flailing provoked by said beetle flying
up unexpectedly while I was snapping away. Possibly, I was crowding its space.)
