You're not really supposed to play with matches, are you? The 365Project picture was a dull matchstick pattern ... having failed to get a good picture of either dog or daffs.The matches were fun ... sort of.
They are the extra long safety matches ... and there's not a lot more that you can say about them.
On the third attempt I caught Eliot before he moved. Every time the camera lens opened he got up and wandered off. Here I managed to creep up with the lens ready and catch him before he spotted me!
Distraction works too ... and his favourite game of chasing a spot of light sends his tail into a frenzy and his eyes focus on where the spot was spotted.
The pictures were taken between jobs today and don't really have a connection. The living room is full of the perfume of these attractive blooms.
The evening was less "blah" than the day ... I've been reading a book "Pulpit Journeys" edited by Geoffrey Stevenson. It's a collection of fifteen short essay style chapters by some of today's great preachers ... I've heard a few of them over the years and find it interesting to discover a little more of their journey into preaching. I'll likely read another chapter or two before bedtime.
Lord, speak to me that I may speak
in living echoes of your tone;
as you have sought, so let me seek
your wandering children, lost, alone.
O teach me, Lord, that I may teach
the precious truths which you impart;
and wing my words, that they may reach
the hidden depths of many a heart.
Church Hymnal number 589
Frances Ridley Havergal (1836-79)