~ Julian Barnes, ‘Nothing to be frightened of‘
today, August 2nd is my dad’s birthday. he died what seems like ages ago and contrary to the too-often heard “I loved him or her” when refering to a close deceased person, i can’t for the life of me understand why that love would stop with that person’s life.
that wasn’t a rant, it’s just my way of saying nothing’s changed so, here’s an image for him. i don’t remember him being particularly fond of flies or bugs in general but he was really keen on photography and as such might like it. happy birthday dad.
this image’s title was as you might guess, influenced by the song that popped into my mind when i found this spider web trapped mayfly. unconscious associations: i’ve long ago abandoned the idea of trying to figure them out.
just as a gratuitous smile from a total stranger in the street, they’re just there and they’re appreciated.