Would a rose by anyother name smell as sweet?

I did go shoot yesterday morning. . . drove around in one big circle, 10 miles around . . . and came home to shoot the zinnias in my front garden.  Just notice the gentle light.  That was all I was going for.  And the shoot was a success, because I shot something.  Anything.  Oh, I know it wouldn’t get me any points if I were supposed to shoot cars or monkeys.  But I was shooting light, and that is the essence of photography.