Changing Light.

When my camera and I took a walk in the garden this afternoon, the light had changed, and more than just the daylight hours drawing to a close.

Within a minute or two, I heard the drip, drip sounds of raindrops, splashing into the overfilled bird bath. Not too many raindrops though, just the right number to create a warm glow behind the transparent petals of a Tibouchina flower.