I did not take any photographs today. There was a moment when I thought about it. Standing in the back garden, looking up through the leaves and branches of an overhanging tree, I almost reached for my phone.
The sky was a rich clear cerulean blue. The leaves of the tree were a deep maroon colour. The sunlight shining through the leaves showed a branching system of vein-like lines.
If I had taken a photograph, I probably would’ve pointed the camera lens straight up, filling most of the frame with pure blue, and the purple leaves encroaching into the picture.