There's also some disagreement as to whether or not taking photos means we don't remember the details. I'm disagreeing with the claim — and it could be because I'm not someone who takes a selfie with whatever I'm looking at every two minutes. I rarely take selfies, it must be something to do with my age.

My photos are stored in various free locations. In the past Facebook because they've never lost any. Currently, MEGA, a New Zealand digital storage space has thousands of my photos in free safe keeping, and my external hard drive also has copies.

Google Drive for storage of photos from my mobile phone, is the most convenient. I often browse and delete the inferior snaps, starring my favourites means the best ones are kept together in an album.

Sometimes, when I'm out and about, I just point my phone and click but if my glasses are nowhere to hand I take my chance.

And occasionally I get lucky.

A few months ago, on a very grey rainy day, I decided to walk from Dunfermline to Limekilns. Getting there and back was rather dull, both weather and interest wise.

Once in the village on the coast of The Firth of Forth, I made a beeline to a cosy cafe for a spot of lunch and a cup of coffee.

Fortified; I went to the beach. My reward was rays of light bursting through the clouds.

All these photos were taken without my glasses on and I had no idea what they would look like until a day later when I turned my camera on and took a peek.

Not bad for a dull day on the beach, eh?

Caught in a shower on the way up the hill I was delighted by the following sights.

It's not often you get to see a dragon outside someone's garden shed.

And a final glimpse of the rainbow on my way out of Limekilns back to Dunfermline.

Thanks to Rasheed Hooda who tagged me and many others to take part in his creative photography and writing challenge. His humorous collection of photos made me smile.

Amy Marley's poem running between her photographic art is a nice touch, but I especially adored her photos of clouds.

Michele Thill bowled me over with her life through nature quotes and her photos pretty good too.

Another from Rasheed which had me guessing for ages. I was overthinking it.

As a small homage to Rasheed's art, here is a little something that caught my eye two years ago in Prague. The way the sunlight, through the leaves of the tree this spiky outer casing fell from, spotlit it on the grey tarmac caused me to retrace my steps and capture it. It felt rude not to, after everything aligned in perfection for its starring moment.

Bob Jasper's mind-blowing thoughts and simple beauty are inspiring.

One last one from Rasheed who as well as being a self-proclaimed weirdo is a bonafide inspiration to myself and many others. The expressions on the bald eagles' faces are priceless.

Are the clouds spectacular?

Do you agree or disagree that capturing a moment to be enjoyed over and over in the future will leave you unclear on the details?

I'm definitely for the latter!

Thanks for reading and viewing.