I make an effort to walk to yoga classes at least once a week. I’m always surprised at how much effort people put into making their front yards look fantastic. The “white picket fence” is what the surburban dream is all about.
On Mother’s Day weekend, I photographed a whole bunch of tulips in full bloom just after a rain shower. A police car inquisitively drove by a few times to ensure I wasn’t breaking some kind of law. Is there a law that prohibits garden voyeurism?