I tried taking a picture of the morning mist as my eldest drove the school run. In situations where I can’t ask the driver to pull over so I can compose a shot, I tend to aim, hope, and take as many frames as I can. The brilliance of digital is that I can then go back and delete anything not worth saving. Sometimes everything in a sequence gets dumped. But never have I seen a ghostly skull in the sky. I had to scroll back, a what? Not a cloud formation, not a ray of light. What is in my photo? I won’t keep you in suspense, this is not that kind of blog. It turns out the “skull” is the reflection of the back of my camera in the car window, with its evenly sized and spaced dual lenses. Still creepy.