My favourite photo of the day.
It's one part caught off guard, one part thinking nothing much in particular and one part "why do you constantly look through that black thing". And it's a currently rare instant where I'm not being demanded of - for time, attention, food, drink, arranging for Sportacus or "Roddy Robin" ("That naughty Roddy Robin," she says) to come to her home and play... or any or all of the above.
And it's perfectly her. Her in a moment.
