By Any Other Name

After a brief mishap with our drip system being accidentally closed down, it looks like the roses in our garden are responding again to the moisture. There is something about the light in this valley that constantly surprises me. It reminds me of the bay area of California, and in similar fashion seems to attract visual (and other) artists inspired by this kind of dappled, dramatic light. Here, it fell on this single rose and seemed to light it on fire.