Willie C
7-16-11
Yesterday, when the weatherman said, "possibility of rain on Saturday", and I saw on my Google Homepage the single word "Storm" superimposed on a graphic cloud, I was unimpressed.
But the thunder I heard this morning was encouraging, so I stepped inside to analyse my chances for making it to the lake on the trail without getting my camera wet (a disaster in 2008 had convinced that I'd never want that to happen again).
I was greeted by the sparkling residue from a very small shower, along with the lovely aroma of damp earth.
A vibrant, "Flickring" light display was being projected from the pond surface to the rocks, and I was inspired to video! (An exceedingly rare inspiration for me).
One must squint to barely notice the sparkling reflections which were the intended subject, but I thought that the morning bird songs were enough to compensate, so I present the experience, Willie's everpresent mudbucket and all!
7-16-11
Yesterday, when the weatherman said, "possibility of rain on Saturday", and I saw on my Google Homepage the single word "Storm" superimposed on a graphic cloud, I was unimpressed.
But the thunder I heard this morning was encouraging, so I stepped inside to analyse my chances for making it to the lake on the trail without getting my camera wet (a disaster in 2008 had convinced that I'd never want that to happen again).
I was greeted by the sparkling residue from a very small shower, along with the lovely aroma of damp earth.
A vibrant, "Flickring" light display was being projected from the pond surface to the rocks, and I was inspired to video! (An exceedingly rare inspiration for me).
One must squint to barely notice the sparkling reflections which were the intended subject, but I thought that the morning bird songs were enough to compensate, so I present the experience, Willie's everpresent mudbucket and all!