While walking around my yard this evening, drinking in the beauty of the mountains and the sunset reflected on the ever-changing clouds, I was madly snapping photos of the gorgeous vistas I am privileged to see every day. I happened to notice a couple of drops of water still hanging tentatively from a branch after a rain shower some time earlier. Although I wasn’t certain how the photos would turn out, who cares when you can simply delete unwanted photo-flops? Having nothing to lose, I took a few. When I showed my husband all the pictures I had taken during the evening before the bugs became too interested in chewing me up, he grew most exuberant about these ones, a couple of drops of water.