What a storm. First the phones went off. Tornado warnings. Get under the sink or something like that. First, came the lightning. Big bolts. They lit up the entire sky. For that milli-second, you could see everything. Then the thunder started. The loudest, longest rolls of thunder I think I’ve ever heard.
Then, the rain fell.
Fall doesn’t begin to describe it. Water fell in sheets. The wind caught up and blew the sheets sideways. The yard and streets flooded in minutes. It didn’t matter wether the sewer pumps were working or not. Nothing could keep up with this.
I would have made pictures. Lord knows I like violent weather. But, I was a little busy securing things.
All of this started at about 3:50am. It lasted until well after 4:30am. When the rain started to fall lightly, we all fell back asleep.
At about 8:30 it was dog walking time.
Wow! The air was clean and clear. It was warmish, but there is no humidity to speak of. With all of that magic how could I not make pictures?
So. I did.
This is the one. The promise of a great of a great day. The magic of a huge, violent storm. The wonder of the new day.
That’s how it was.
The best pictures are about feeling, not just subject matter.
My post production was intended to do just that. Bring out what I felt.
This picture isn’t reality. It’s what I saw and felt. It’s how I’d like you to feel. Smiling. Happy. Hopeful.
My feelings are about the wonderful day ahead. The pure light. The clean air. A kind of glow in the light.
With my studio post work, I hope that you came to the same place that I did.
If you did then I succeeded.
Two more things and then I’ll move on to figuring out my printer issues.
It’s been a long time since I felt this way. At least 13 months. I have to tell you, it feels very, very good.
I found a Springtime play list on Spotify. It’s a lot of fun until…
“Hurt” by Johnny Cash started to play. I couldn’t move fast enough to scroll down.
I love Johnny Cash’s music. But, “Hurt” is performed in a way that will make you cry.
It’s about a man at the end of his life who has lost everything, even his cherished wife who died earlier that year. It’s hard to listen to even when you are in the mood for something like that.
How is that a springtime song?