The plan was to shoot photos outside at the laundry line.
Which I did.
When I came out there was a fly sitting on my laundry rope.
I took the opportunity. Many photos from different angles. A lot!
She did not fly away. She kept on looking at me.
Who was more fascinated? Me? Or the fly seeing the giant with his black thing pointing at her?
Crazy! Never met a fly like that! Totally fearless. Or is she dead?
I turned the laundry rope. And she began walking! Like a hamster in a wheel!