Tiddly, widdly*

I did a little tidying yesterday.

On the computer.

I really should have known better.

I seem to have tidied my photos beyond reach.

My son assures me that somewhere in the soft sandy passages,

amongst the roots of the hedges,

or in a distant storeroom,

my pictures are

quite likely

still extant.

*Mr. Jackson - Beatrix Potter's The Tale of Mrs Tittlemouse