Valley Storm Sequence

Unfortunately, I was out and about without a tripod for these photos. Otherwise I might have been able to include some cool lightning shots. However, these shots represent bits of what happened in the Salt Lake Valley within an hour (my camera logs the time of each shot taken) on Sunday, June 6th.


8:37 p.m.

It has to start somewhere . . .



8:44 p.m.

. . . often preceded by vivid colors.

9:19 p.m.
The raindrops are swallowed in its darkest moment here.



9:32 p.m.
It cannot be contained - by clouds, or by the treasure chest of city lights.




9:33 p.m.
Light always seems to find its way back . . .




9:34 p.m.
. . . into the picture. This time, just before nightfall.




9:35 p.m.
A peaceful beginning, a peaceful ending. Glorious valley storm.

Moab Sequences

This first one is all about light, and how less makes more sometimes.

This one needs no explanation . . .

And finally, the best playground nature offers us.

Sequences

Lately I've been aware of sequences in my photography. It seems pretty obvious, especially considering how many photographs I take. I was not conscious of how sequential I was until I began to edit my photos over the last month. The following sequence is a simple interaction I witnessed between my two youngest children. They were playing outside of One World Cafe and I took advantage of this sweet set of moments.

. . . And Snow

A few weeks ago I spent the weekend up at Solitude after the resort had closed for the winter. It was truly solitude, especially the skiing - not a soul in sight. These photos were taken before I realized my knee was not happy, so I was completely in the joy of the moment. The icicle photo was taken from the deck of the condo where I stayed. I am especially grateful to a good friend who let me stay with her and enjoy such a relaxing weekend.

What I Love About Rain

"I love the rain
Love the way it falls on everything
Its way of turning brown to green
And gray to blue
That's what I love about rain . . ."

-Art Garfunkel

I truly love the rain more than almost anything on earth - the smell, its cleansing effect, how it brings out more color in everything it touches. I used to even like it more than the sunshine, but now I like both. It's especially cool when both come together. I remember this happening often when I lived on the island of Mauritius back in 1997. No wonder I was so happy there.

These photos capture parts of the rainy hour we enjoyed the other day . . .

Autumn 2009

Last year I was able to photograph many of the canyons at their autumn peak - Mill Creek, Big and Little Cottonwood, American Fork, and Parley's. This year has been rather hectic, so I did not make it past Red Butte. However, I was satisfied with appreciating what was right in front of my eyes this year (okay, a five minute drive), and visited Red Butte several times in a two-week period of time. I enjoyed witnessing the unfolding of autumn in one particular area instead of spreading myself thin over many areas in order to capture as much as possible. This is a perspective I am not accustomed to taking, and it got me thinking rather deeply about my approach to life in general. Am I trying to embrace a little bit of everything most of the time, instead of stopping in one place long enough to really experience it and let it become a part of me?

Just a thought from a pensive photographer . . .

Another Wonderful Family

This family had an amazing yard, and these boys have exceptional eyes. I hope to get the opportunity to photograph them again. I really wish I had more time to take pictures. Life demands that I cut down on it, but my passion demands the opposite!