Yes, there were people out cleaning the "Seseragi no Komichi" after the rain; and it's as beautiful as usual.pic: Pink-Petaled Whispers?
I've never disliked flowers, bird, nature; but as a result of my walks and taking pics of them, I've grown to really like them. Red blossoms seem hard to photograph; pretty to the eye, perhaps, but somehow looks different in photos. I wonder if it has something to do with the color red having the longest wavelength of all the colors. Anyway, the flower I like to look at most is not pink, yellow, or purple, but a WHITE one.
I've been looking at it on almost every visit. Pics have been posted before when the buds came out, when this, its first blossom, came...and one of my favorite photographs of a flower is this one, mostly because I feel I've been "cheering on" its growth. Funny, isn't it? I'm sure the flower has no idea anyone cares. (It doesn't even possess the consciousness to register the thought!) I wonder how often there is much Divine Empathy of things happening in our walks...yet we don't have the foggiest notion of it being on the mind of God "with whom we have to do."The pic: "Sunbathing". Doesn't it look like the flower is saying, "Ahhhh," in soaking up the sun's warm rays?
