Although a shadows is a reflection and not the real article, these seven trees outlined so clearly by the morning sunshine on the park grass held me in awe.
Grass was the chosen landscape in all front and backyards in places I’ve lived except in Arizona. Grass requires more care with our arid climate, and mostly brave and resourceful people grow it, or so I think as I find few yards with grass and many more covered in stones. All the parks in our area display expanses of green grass. I love it!
I’m grateful I didn’t damage my eyes taking this photo. I tried to aim the camera by barely opening my eyes for a moment. The rapid flash of fiery sunlight was blinding! Happily this huge white dynamo in the sky is the focus of this photo. The time I captured it was 10:40 a.m. In summertime I’d not take a walk so late in the morning. Winters are friendlier.