after the rain

Few things are more delicate, fresh, and lovely than raindrops on petals (roses or otherwise). There’s also a depth to the light that emerges after a storm – a softness and subtlety that brings out the richness of colors more than sunshine ever could.

blog052715_iris144/365: iris

april showers

What a difference a day makes! Yesterday was gray and raw with a much-needed April shower.

Reflections never fail me! I stood out in the rain just long enough to glimpse our budding silver maple in the mirrored puddles. I thought it made a good contrast to yesterday’s brilliant yellow-green sugar maple buds.

blog042515_rainy day deck113/365: rainy day deck reflection

05.20.13 i love a rainy night

Once upon a time, I watched Eddie Rabbit perform this song on Solid Gold:

Well I love a rainy night
I love a rainy night
I love to hear the thunder
Watch the lightning
When it lights up the sky
You know it makes me feel good.

I had a big crush on him around age 10. And I really DO love a rainy night.

blog052013_rainynightV2140/365: indoor/outdoor rain scene

04.13.13 april showers

Last week, in Minneapolis, our April showers came mostly in the form of snow. I don’t even want to talk about it really. When it melted on the skylight in my studio and made the naked trees look kind of lovely and forlorn, I just pretended it was spring rain after all.

blog041313_aprilshowers103/365: skylight, twilight

North of the 45th

I think this is my most successful- or at least my favorite – street photograph. It is part of the North of the 45th Parallel annual Upper Midwest juried exhibition at The Devos Art Museum at Northern Michigan University in Marquette. I had this half-baked idea that I could take a road trip to the U.P. for the opening of the show Friday night. It’s not happening but it sure would be a beautiful drive. Maybe later this summer?

Yellow Slicker

North of the 45th Parallel opens Friday, June 15 at The Devos Art Museum. Through August 5th, 2012.

baby, it’s wet outside

Some people live in the desert, or on the beach, or in the middle of a tropical jungle. And those folks are probably just fine with their lush, green holidays in the sun. I am not one of those people. I live in Minnesota. And I love snow, especially at Christmas. Needless to say, a December rain really Scrooges my holiday spirit.

yellow slicker