Trails are open
Flowers are closed
Clouds weep gently
As I supposed
The day was closing when I decided to enjoy a short walk. The distant clouds were threatening so time was short.
Hurrying along the trail, fenced-in dogs warned me off…just doing their job.
I arrived at the spot that motivated the walk. A large area of flowers. Likely planted from years past, the colorful spot had grown to a considerable size (for around here). Without full sun and a cool/breezy 58F the flowers were closed up. No matter, they are still very colorful!
I made a few frames and then ambled back up the mountain. I was hoping the sun would break the clouds in the west for a sunset frame. It just never happened. The light to the east however made for some interesting work.
One, two, ten drops fell on my head.
Packing my camera under my coat, I scurried down the steep mountainside, through the property gate, navigated the descent of retaining wall pathways and into the warmth of the house.
Just in time for the full release of rain.
Looking to the east
Photographic Impressionistic Illusionistic 