Good Morning Sunshine

Many moons ago Diane planted some Shasta Daisies. We meant them to live in one of the flower beds but they turned out to be one of those perennials that grows where it wants without much regard for the plans of us humans. Where they like to grow is in several locations around the yard. My response has been to simply mow around them until they stop blooming then mow over them for the rest of the summer. This clump which grows right next to the front path greeted me this morning as I went out to fetch the paper. It was aglow with dew and the morning sun, an explosion of light and color. How could I not take its portrait?