I woke up this morning with a laundry list of tasks to finish. Paint some trim, prep some doorways, patch some drywall, mow the lawn. It’s humid here in Vermont; the gentle rains last night and the morning dew meant that I couldn’t yet mow the lawn. Those same rains left some treasures on the irises that line my driveway, so after doing a little sanding, I took some time to appreciate the little things in life. I have photographed these plants and droplets in the past, but somehow they never get old to me.
I remain perpetually fascinated at how perfectly round the water droplets are some mornings, and how on other mornings they cling with all their might, flattening down to hug the leaves.