Finally, Color!

It's not the greatest picture. Most of the roses have had their petals blown away. The shapes and composition are not striking. But, daggonit! There is bright and happy color, something I have missed. The bright pink, purple, and green basked proudly in spring sun.

 

During this long period of self-isolation, it seemed that the only flowers to be found were at the gardens of the club where I swam during the summer mornings, or at the museum where I sometimes would go for a walk. These caught my eye as I walked from my apartment to the bus stop, just a few feet outside my door.

 

Too Long in the Great Lockdown:

 

One night, just after I'd turned off the kitchen light and was on my way to bed, I looked up and thought, "Oh, there's nearly a full moon tonight." Except ... it was the fading glow of the LED bulb of the kitchen's ceiling light.

The bulb is slow to shut itself down, so I was able to take a picture for you, to show what it looks like when one's imagination has brought the moonlight inside one's apartment, just six inches below the ceiling.