I wish you could hear my family's accents. My mom's mix of French, Russian and English defies description. Make her laugh hard enough and you'll get a "You funny" in return. My dad sounded just like Jacques Cousteau, but with an edgy, wicked wit. And my grandmother, despite decades in LA, learned very little English. She made do with a few well-chosen phrases, among them "Thank you, darling", or to be more precise, "Ssenk you, dahlink".

None of which has anything to do with this pretty dahlia I saw for sale lately. I had hoped to shoot a Thursday sunrise but no, we've got another cloudy day. So here instead, some floral pinks to chase away the grays.

Ssenk you, dahlink. You funny.