|Field of buttercups on the way to Haven Beach|
Thursday's weather was odd.
We awoke to tornado watches. Throughout the day, the wind whipped and
There I parked my car and trotted off down the gravel road that leads
With no acceptable answer to that question, I decided to salvage the trip by taking some pictures after my run from the flies was over.
These haven't been altered in any way and were all taken using the "auto" setting on the camera. There was a direct correlation between color (or lack thereof) and whether the camera was pointed east or west.
The field of buttercups (above) is on the left just before you turn down the long gravel lane which winds to Haven.
The foreboding shot above was taken from the parking lot. The bay is tucked securely in between that bed of sand and that great big wall of sky.
Yet, just behind me, towards the
This one below might be my favorite simply because of the ever so subtle hint of color in that upper right patch of sky.
It's sort of a melding of the vivid color that was behind me and the dreary drab that was in front of me. A sign of hope. Or perhaps a signal that life is not all darkness and drab, nor is it all vivid green and yellow buttercups.
It's a blending of the two.
Here's to a weekend with more green grass and buttercups than storm clouds and dive-bombing insects.
*A quick Google searched yielded no (!) results for the May fly of which I speak. There is a "mayfly," evidently some gentle sort of insect who wouldn't dream of dive bombing an innocent jogger and who is kind to puppies and such, but that is not the May fly I'm talking about. No, these are flies shaped like a stealth bomber, light brown, short-winged, fire-breathing-dragon sorts with teeth and jaws that snap quicker than an alligator. What they love more than biting, however, is flying kamikaze style around your head until you're so dizzy and out of breath from stomping and swatting you can't see straight, and anyone witnessing the encounter thinks you're having a conniption or a hissy fit.
(That's because you are having a conniption or hissy fit.)