What is bliss? It is a very momentary feeling but in high profile. What other bliss than basking in the sun that we human beings and animals share? I had to go back and dig out an old photo of this squirrel obliviously enjoying the spring and the sunny day. For after all, bliss does not visit at a drop of the hat! Or should I say, it is bliss indeed to be able to devote oneself an entire morning to the idea of bliss, then finding a photograph, furthermore posting it; that it is bliss in photography?