Azaela buds soaking up the rain. They seem to be waiting for the sun to open and spread their sweet fragrance. 
Nantina berries turning from bright red to maroon. I love the way the droplets of rain form on them. They will drop to the ground and start new plants. 
Open blossoms feelining the weight of the rain. They hang their heads, waiting for the sun to dry them out and lift them up. 
A weeping cherry. I love these trees. The rain sort of fullfills the promise of their name. I love the way they sway in the wind and rain - as if they are weeping for something lost.
Posts
