We've had rain after several many weeks of dry, sunny weather (unusual for Victoria; it got to the point where we began to take it for granted and it was not the first topic of conversation; I think we feel more comfortable now ((the gardens certainly do)) that weather is back to 'normal' …. I digress) and the rain brought out the scents of baked pavement and dried earth. And the fragrance of the sea. And fog.
The morning bubbles did a slow dance as if climbing up fogdrops.
(click on photo to enlarge and then click again over bubble)
The bubbles clung to the runner beans. Those flowers look like they have made a sculpture with three of the bubbles!
Most astonishing was how long the bubbles remained intact. Not seconds. Minutes! Many minutes.
Perhaps they were in their element.
I was once inside a bubble (click on the underlined to link to that post).
Perhaps the bubbles this morning were 'inside a bubble' with temperature and humidity that suited them so they could 'hang out' for a longer period of time.