Mohawk

I got spit on by the clouds on the way home tonight, but not really any measurable precipitation. At least the “quatro gotas” cooled things off quite a bit. The problem is, the wind brought smoke with it.

The hibiscus was blooming first thing this morning. The tree goes through a cycle of getting ready to put out blooms one day, and blooming the next day. The blooms close up for the night that night, and fall off the following day as the new blooms prepare to open by coming out as orange-yellow tubes that unfurl into full blooms the following day.