This photo is named for my sister, Kaye, who was about to die, when I shot this photo. She was in a coma for more than a year, and she had a DNR when there was a problem with her feeding tube. The would not put a new one in, because of the DNR, and though I went back to Florida to see her, after shooting this the day after I go the news about her changed situation, I never asked them to replace her feeding tube. She died about two weeks after I shot this. She never did see this photo. I just hope she got to see such beautiful dew at some point in her life. She never talked about seeing anything so beautiful. I often cry when I look at this photo, because it reminds me of her beauty and the fleeting existence of the dew and its parallel to the way I think of her life, even though she did get to live a full and wonderful 40 years. I guess, when you think about it, no matter how long we live, it is a fleeting existence. It seems like you blink and you are another year or decade older.