
Some may bloom within the confines imposed upon them, but the prettiest for me is the one that manages to break away from externally imposed limitations.
It's what you want inside your viewfinder, and ignoring the rest.
There are times when everything seems so big and there's nothing you can do about it. But take a few steps forward and what had seemed insurmountable will be behind us. Time can do that, inexorably moving us on even though we may want to stay a little longer.
This picture was taken beneath the late bloomer, several days after its glorious profusion of red. A few more days and these will have blown away or washed out by the rain, reminding us that these too are passing us by as the seasons progress.
In the city, the sun sets behind cars on roof-level parking.
No, I don't live downtown although sometimes I wish I did. Specially at night when, for some reason or another it's impossible to sleep and I long for a more substantial night life than a cricket concert in summer, or frogs on a wet night.
Cavanillesia platanifolia. I like this tree that blooms late in summer, taking its own sweet time to bear flowers. While the rest of the trees have finished flowering and have moved on to producing leaves, this tree stands out, majestic. Like all good things, it can't be hurried