When I got home from the gym today, I noticed that some yellow irises in the back yard had bloomed. As soon as I saw them, I realized that in a few more days, they would look as downtrodden as the purple and white ones in the front garden.
Fetching my umbrella and tromping through the wet grass, carefully balancing my camera, so that I didn’t get it wet… that was a first for me. I still remember having my old Canon Powershot go screwball because I got it a little wet, by accident, when I was at the beach in Australia. Fortunately, it came back to life, later. But messing up my Nikon is NOT in the game plan.
When I went around the front of the house, I was sidetracked into looking at the azaleas, but they didn’t look very pretty in the rain. They bloomed some time ago, and won’t hold up much longer. The pink ones I photographed a week or so ago, those are long gone, too.
The black-and-white photos is of buttercups, where the yellow doesn’t seem to light up against the green as well as with the irises. But the petunias, which had reseeded from my mom’s hanging flower pots, those seemed to be holding up, and their colors show nicely.