Addendum: Same spot the next day. In the rain. No umbrella. Shooting straight down at the ground. Weird girl.
We have three extravagent crepe myrtle trees outside of our apartment building. (Thank you interwebs for the tree identification.) I've tried for weeks to get a decent photo, but they move, close their eyes at the wrong time, etc. etc.
Lately I've developed a fascination with the blossoms that are now littering the ground. At least once a day I take a picture of the same spots. Maybe I'm sublimating my dream of some sort of kilim shot through with this exact shade of hot pink for the Bromeliad mansion.