un doing

This week I went to the Botanical gardens and sat on the park bench. No need to take a photograph. No need to pick a specimen. No need to do anything.

Look at the lake. Smell the swampy water. Listen to the birds. Feel the gentle morning breeze on my skin.

Just perfect!

Blow the candle out - I don’t need to see what my thoughts look like
— Emile Zola

the picture of the lake taken on the 17 March