I’m posting these two photos first because they baffle me, and crack me up. The photos were taken about four feet apart. Why in the world are these flowers’ petals down and those flowers’ petals out? Nature is crazy, and flowers never cease to amaze me.
It was just me yesterday morning. F and I collapsed in my bed while reading books Friday night and left half the lights blazing. I sort of woke up when E and M arrived home around 11 pm after a full day at Six Flags. The next thing I remember was the warning message from the smoke detectors speaking loudly around 4 am. My own alarm went off at six, and when I woke up I honestly had no idea where anyone was sleeping. The whole night was a giant blur.
I thought about rolling over and skipping the walk, but I knew I’d regret it. I brushed my teeth, threw on a baseball cap and headed out the door.
Worth it.
I photographed a lot of animals, but only two really worked. It was so quiet this morning that the animals were out everywhere. Another thing I love about the early hours.
I’m sort of giddy when the Japanese iris bloom around the zigzag bridge. It took a few minutes to get a clear shot without any other photographers, but it was worth the wait. It’s always a stunning sight.
The shift from spring flowers to summer plantings is almost done. The sun is higher and hotter, steamy this morning, even before eight. Summer is here, it’s finally here. What a way to celebrate.
