A Walk After the Rain

The rain's been with us for about a week. Last night it broke for awhile, so I grabbed my camera and sallied forth just as the sun was going down. Here are a set of pictures taken as I walked just a couple blocks near home. In the garden the hygrangea is in full bloom, as are the magnolias around the corner in Miss Willis' yard (she just turned 100). Hygrangea always makes me think of my Nana. The sidewalk was littered with parchment-like shards of bark blown off of the next door neighbors' 200 foot sycamore tree. In the approaching gloam the front door of the Baptist Church glowed with a fresh coat of blood red paint. The brass door knob had a small dash of green....from where I couldn't tell. I found myself, by the time it was fully dark, in front of two local restaurants, La Petite Auberge and Bistro Betham, where outside seating had been hastily set up in hopes the lull in the weather would mean at least a trickle of diners.