It is one of the sad mysteries of my life, one which I can only attribute to my ambivalent relationship with computers, that I don't go to Di's blog every single day. The terrible truth is that I just don't read blogs on a regular basis despite having one of my own. But every once in a while Di and I will exchange an email or she'll pop over here with a comment and that will get me back to her blog and every EVERY time I go I am just mesmerized by her photography. So, leave me now and go over there. Her lighting and mood affect me very much the way Jim White's guitar does...or that first hint of jasmine when the first bud opens at night. Okay, on second thought, leave me after you listen to a little Jim White. Delicioussssss.