Project 365 d-145

     The morning was full of sunshine with not even a hint of foul weather. There were clouds in the sky, but they were kindly and not full of mischief. It is my day off, and I have big plans today to really sink my teeth into this project. In my mind; I imagined myself hunting and finding the perfect image all with the reassuring sun at my back. What a relief it would be to have today's image out of the way, so I could have my whole evening to relax and catch up on some writing. With my plan planted firmly in mind and my kids out the door on their way to school; I decided a couple hours of extra sleep were in order. Crawling into my comfortable bed; I was asleep at once.

     Suddenly, I woke with a start as the sound of furniture being moved across an angry sky filled my ears. Lighting flashed like strobes followed by more furniture being pushed roughly around. So much for my plans that earlier seemed to hold such promise. Well it looks like I won't be having that date with my easy chair and holding hands with my black remote tonight. From the sound of things, it seemed that I would either be photographing inside, or I would be photographing inside. "Not to worry." I reassured myself. What do you do when life hands you lemons? I don't like lemons, so maybe I would just throw them back at life. Really, I knew that just like all the other difficult days of this project an image would present itself before the day was done.

     Soon there came something that sounded like a gigantic bag of  hard candy was being poured out onto the ground. Rising to my feet and pulling back the blinds I beheld the source of this sound. Life was definitely throwing me something and it wasn't lemons. Out of my bedroom I hurried to the front door and quickly opened it. The noise was deafening as thousands of balls of hail fell from the sky and bounced all around me. They were not huge mind you, but I wasn't about to try and catch any on my tongue either. At that point my photographic instincts kicked in. I rushed to get my camera in anticipation of the lemonade I was soon to be enjoying. Walking bravely under the security of my covered porch; I began photographing the chaos the storm was delivering. In my mind I imagined an abstract image of rain and hail falling violently on the pavement. It was not to be as it all abruptly the hail stopped and the rain turned to a drizzle.


     A little disappointed, I headed back inside to grab my umbrella to shield my camera from any rouge rain drops seeking to damage my camera. Half moping, half pouting; I wandered around my driveway hoping to find something to photograph. Soon even the tap dance of the drizzle on my umbrella stopped and I lay it down and gave it a spin in disgust. My eyes opened wide as it spun before me like a monochromatic top and came to a rest leaning to one side. Voila! My lemonade was now right before me and I began to take long slow drinks through my viewfinder as I spun around my rain shield. Being sure to hold the handle up to the left hand corner; I dragged the shutter to blur the action and drank glass after glass until I was satisfied. Heading back inside, my faith was once again refreshed. Thank you God for the storm. Thank you God for the lemons. What are you doing with your lemons?

Happy Shooting.