It has been a relentlessly rainy summer. Which was fine, since we’ve been in drought or near-drought for many years. The rivers are full and presumably, so is our well. A lot of days have been gray and many of them have been rainy. Not drizzly summer rain, but drenching rain that turned our yard into mud and made the dogs reluctant to go out. They don’t mind weather, generally, but heavy rain? No thanks. But being dogs, outside is part of their life and out they go.
There are more mosquitoes than I’ve ever seen — and that includes multiple professional spraying to make them go away. I can’t even imagine how bad it would be had we not done that.
And everything has been growing faster than I’ve ever seen plants grow in this region. Nothing bloomed in May. Nothing bloomed for the first half of June. Then, mid-June, the floral world exploded, including the two bedraggled orange begonia I bought a month and a half ago.
It turns out, photographing brilliant orange flowers is a lot harder than I expected. I took a bunch of them a few days ago. No matter what I did with them, I didn’t like them. Too bright, lacking details. Always seemed burned out.
Today, I looked outside and I saw that it was cloudy … and being mid afternoon, the sun had already moved around to the front of the house. A new opportunity to see if a grayer sky would make better pictures. The answer is yes. I’m still not entirely happy with them, but several lenses later, these are noticeably better than the earlier ones.
My two bedraggled begonias have done well.