March 9, 2009
I put a coat over my nightgown and boots on my bare feet and ventured out into the night only to discover my battery was dead. It's not quite so pretty in the sunlight, but I wanted to show you anyway. You'll have to imagine the moonlight. Imagine the Moonlight. That's an aphorism for you. Take it to heart.
In the sunlight, this, unseen at night, became visible:
Hydrangea. Not the way you usually picture it, is it? Closer to some unappetizing pasta than what you have in your head to be summoned up by the word "hydrangea." Or have I replaced that image now. I would love to do that.