There is a lovely phenomenon that happens in the summer when the air changes overnight from heavy and overbearing to, well, normal. When that happens breathing becomes less of a chore, the contrast between shade and light is more pronounced, colors richer.
That happened today.
It was still cool enough when I woke at 10 am (stop judging people) to catch a few morning glories still open.
I love the way the light illuminates the back of this flower.
Angus in his jungle getting his chow on.
A cup of tea and I already feel less bitter.