It turns out I do. Maybe what I really need is a little expectation management, a skill which continues to elude me.
So, maybe the day did not offer the perfect lunar photographic opportunity I had hoped for, but it did present a beautiful alternative in its overcast hand.
Around here, yellow is the first truly vibrant color we see as the snows melt. A common wildflower, Coltsfoot, small and unobtrusive, suddenly pops up holding out hope in its tiny bloom.
However, it is always overshadowed by the ornamental Daffodil of seemingly endless variety. Intentionally over-planted, they carry us through the first month of spring, giving us a reminder that the rest of the yard, let alone the forest, is about to burst.
As am I. Could the clouds be clearing? Maybe, maybe not. But so far it’s been a nice day behind the camera.