When you live in a condo, and must stay fairly close to home, you have to find some color outside your door. Living in SoCAl, much is brown here in the summer. About 6:40 PM I wandered out into the parking lot, which is actually called a street, and found some blooms that seem to beckon.
Then there was the moon, and that lovely trash can nestled in by the fire hydrant and the flowers. All cannot be perfect in our world.