Day

It is so lovely here today. It feels like the best of California, high mountain or English weather. Clear, clean and crisp. So rare for South Carolina in the middle of May.

I wish I could capture the light and the air in some way, to sniff and see on those heavy muggy July and August days.

In the age of portraits, no one conceived of photographs, much less digital ones. So, in this energy hogging, near bankrupt time, maybe someone will invent something that captures light and breeze and air quality. So we can feel back and remember - oh, that was the day after the front moved through when everything was so fresh, it made you glad to be alive.

Well, hopefully made you glad to be alive.

The Columbine's have almost stopped blooming -




The rose that tries to eat the sidewalk is in full swing -



Hiding behind the rain barrel, the pink foxglove raised from seed purchased a looong time ago at Callaway gardens (it reseeds) is lovely, if secretive -