On Sunday afternoon, while walking in the valley after feeding the alpacas, something obscured my vision.
Just one eye, and then only partially.
Taking off my glasses, I came face to face with a huge pair of eyes. And then a long curved body, delicate wings and three fine ‘tails’.
A mayfly had landed and wasn’t in a hurry to move.
We gazed at each other for a while before I encouraged its flight.
It made me wonder how often we are simply too close to something to see it properly.
And instead of standing back, we try harder and harder to make sense of what we are seeing.
Or is this just me?
(Steve’s response was, why didn’t I simply take a selfie…)