Each Tuesday I visit an elderly friend named Joy who moved into a care home last December. She is 97 and still very sharp witted and enjoys a good natter. She is named Joy because she was born on Armistice day 1918 and so she is looking forward to her hundredth birthday. I think I shall make my next personal challenge taking some portraits of her as she may trust me to do a good job of it.
In the meantime I shall show you this portrait just to brighten your day. It was a test shot for my 2x converter and 300mm lens .
Old Gnome tells the cat about how he got a black eye in the hair raising fight he had with one of the flowerpot men.
Yes I know I'm daft.
Rambler