I love how the sun comes through the grass. It reminds me of how an icicle reflects the light.
A delicate pink rose, soft and subtle, and feels kind of dreamy.
And then sitting in a shady corner all by itself was this, the beginnings of a hydrangea bloom.
After my picture taking extravaganza I went back to my car to exchange my camera for my wallet and much to my surprise they had been snatched up by someone else! That's alright, it just gives me an excuse to go back . . . not that I really need one!