As some of you might know, I’ve taken a long break from writing my blog. It’s not that I haven’t been taking photos, I have, I just haven’t had the time to post them. And to be honest haven’t made time. I’ve been doing a lot of event photography lately, there have been all kinds of graduations and birthdays etc.
I´ve separated my most interesting, non personal photos from the past 6 months into categories, that I call my favourite things. And no, the rest of them are not whiskers on kittens or warm woollen mittens but rather my favourite weather phenomenons, products, produce, places, flowers, food etc. This post of course concerning weather, or what is considered dog weather aka bad weather.
When the weather gets bad, I stick indoors mostly. Rain is especially fun to experience if you are at home, feeling a bit under the weather, and nothing else to do than to soak in bubble bath for a couple of hours. Living on the fifth floor gives me a good opportunity to listen to rain play our roof. At times I’ve gotten so embarrassingly excited by a good summer rain that I’ve put my swimsuit on and pranced around our inner court. If you are properly dressed for a storm, it is enjoyable splashing your way through puddles in your wellies/bikinis. There is a joyful rebellion in a good storm.
But then when you are in the middle of nowhere by the side of the road with your bicycle, taking cover from a storm that was supposed to be just a shower and it lasts for over an hour, you might get upset. I certainly did not lose my temper, seek shelter where ever I could find it, commandeer a vacant porch of a what seemed like an abandoned cottage. Certainly not!
Rain isn’t the easier weather to photograph either, because rain has a rhythm of its own and different exposure times result in very different atmospheres. If your exposure is too short, you freeze your raindrops midair and the image might look like it’s not even raining out there. Not to even mention trying to catch drops bouncing off the surface of a puddle so that the focus would be in the right place!
And naturally after rain, and sometimes during, rainbows appear. Rainbows are, (whether you think they’ve got something to do with pots of gold and such or the prism like effect of raindrops) kind of extra fabulous mostly appearing after rain. I know it’s kind of tacky posting rainbows in my blog, but as previously expressed, this is my blog, and I can be as tacky and disgustingly positive as I want.
Now that I’ve put a song in your minds from the topic of this post, I might as well end with one: If you want to be negative, you can always quote Scissor Sisters: ” A rainbow’s not a smiley face, it’s just a candy coloured frown”. So far I’ve enjoyed the storms, let’s see if I can keep it up!