When I was in California, everywhere I went I saw lovely patches of flowers. In the middle of the street, in parking lots, near the entrance to Fry’s, and even under the interstate exchanges. I guess when you get that much sun and very little frost, it’s hard not to grow.
This was taken while waiting at the parking lot outside Sam Ash. Someone had to go to the bathroom, leaving me out there, free to take photos of asphalt foliage without worrying about holding someone back or looking weird. (Well, I already look weird to begin with, so maybe not so much on that last one.)
Of course, it also helped to keep reminding myself that no one here really knows me. No one will recognize the lady in shorts standing in the middle of the road pointing a camera at filler plants.
With that in mind, I whipped out my little macro conversion lens and kept shooting.
Then it occurred to me that the van was left unlocked, and it kinda wouldn’t look good if it got carjacked right under my photoholic nose. Reason finally prevailed, mostly because it’s not my car and I’d really like to be welcomed back next time. So I packed it in and ended my little yellow flower shoot.
I swear. One of these days, my sensory oblivion while taking photos may just bite me in the behind.
The crazy things we do to get the shot! Reminds me of a windy day a few months back when I actually thought about laying down in the middle of ou street to get a picture of the leaves blowing around. But, some people just drive way too fast and I didn’t think it was a good idea after all.
Love your yellow flowers.
Whew. Glad you re-thought that. Wouldn’t want you unduly flattened, even if it were in the pursuit of that one great photo.