Kismet?

I had a photo outing scheduled with a friend: a rare and exciting chance for the two of us to go hunting in the recesses of suburban ugliness and find something gorgeous.

And then the throwing up began. By my children, not me and my friend.

So the outing was canceled and I was limited to what I could find in my house and outside my front door. What I loved is that several hours after I took this, my friend sent a picture that she'd taken outside her front door. And it looked just like this.

So there is beauty. Even in the midst of stomach flus.