broken record

first of all, when will the expression “broken record” fall out of English usage, given that the experience of a needle on a record finding the wrong scratch is practically an obsolete experience these days? second of all, i do actually sound like a broken record today because i am telling you for the second day in a row about how a photograph has failed to fully bring to life a collection of flora that in my hand was simply breathtaking. this is what you get today, but expect a few more attempts at this image in the next few days.

bouquet of prairie grasses in early august

rice creek regional trail, saint paul, minnesota