Lovely, a dew-kissed flower in my mom’s garden.
The dew makes the pictures come alive.
Yeah, that isn’t dew. You, too, can do the dew. It is just water in a small spray bottle.
That little bottle is going in my camera bag.
These are just flowers that happen to be growing right outside the door of where I am now.
And only a few were out in the sunlight.
If you can call it sunlight with all the smoke from the fires in the air.
So, these are not the best flowers, in less than optimal lighting, and they still look pretty good, right?
Wait until I am back in San Diego.
I am going to turn into a world-class flower spritzer.
Maybe I will go to the orchid pavilion in Balboa park, and moisten some exotic blooms. I wonder if they have rules against that.
That would be an embarrassing thing to get arrested for… illegal plant watering… watering a flower at the wrong end… horticulture without permission of the owner… assault with drippy weapon?
So, I was going to do a post of some of the photos of wildlife that I took on my Yosemite adventure in the morning, but I am getting up for a new adventure. I am going over to San Francisco. I might get up early enough to watch the sun rise somewhere interesting. So, see you soon.