The sunlight comes to us lower now and often creates small, natural masterpieces. Very early yesterday morning, we were immersed in the chilly morning fog. The sun was not high enough yet to beam over the tall spruces and balsam firs to our east on the ridge.
However, it did creep under and between the tall trees and begin its job of brushing away the fog. As it did so, the sun seemed to stop momentarily and admire one of our hydrangea trees, now in its peak flower time. Then, the sun moved on to clear our day.
By the way, the name “hydrangea” is derived from the Greek word for “water vessel,” due to the shape of the plant’s seeds. The plants also like plenty of water. (Brooklin, Maine)