Project 365 d-161

     It rained really hard today. Giant pools filled my yard and small rapids formed as the water rushed toward the drain. Under the security of my dry front porch roof; I just watched it all happen like a movie. The sound of falling water filled my ears, and I never grow tired of listening to it. Time seems to slow, and its music springs up from below to grab hold of my worries, my cares,  and slowly drown them it its symphony. I felt my self feeling a little sad as the heavy downpour slowed to a trickle, and the pools drained. I watched it all like a kid watching a parade, determined to stay until the last float had passed me by.

     Rising from my chair; I headed stepped from the protection of the porch with my camera and umbrella to see what the rain had left behind. There was still enough water near the drain that it covered my feet, and I relished in the feeling of being barefoot in the Luke warm water. At some point, I looked up to make sure that the umbrella was covering my camera, so that I could start to photograph. It was then that I noticed the countless drops resting happily above me just waiting for me to notice. A smile grew wide over my face as I pointed the camera up and began to photograph. The drops looked beautiful against the vertical lines of the umbrella, and I just snapped away. It seems impossible to predict just when I will find myself in a moment where I sense what I'm supposed to photograph. It's times like these when all this makes sense and the critics inside my head are muzzled, even if it's only for one day.

Happy Shooting.