by Ruth Categories: PhotographyTags: city scene, ￼walk, neighborhood, photography, postaday, puddle, raindrops, sidewalk, Spring, weather 4 Comments
Japanese Maple Leaves
Japanese maple (Acer palmatum) after the rain on Sunday. The colors were so rich.
“The Japanese word “momiji” is sometimes applied to this tree in its native land. The word is said to have two meanings, both of them appropriate for the description of this wonderful tree: “baby’s hands” and “becomes crimson leaves.” Arbor Day Foundation website
Easter Decor in the Rain
Taillights, Headlights and Raindrops Catch Light
I got to be the passenger Wednesday night.
So many lights to capture in the night.
The bright light top left is on the new TRYP Hotel, (perhaps from their rooftop restaurant I read about? )
Becky B inspired the #JanuaryLight challenge
Out of this world gallery inspired by Ben Huberman at WordPress
Sunflowers at the Giant Eagle
Sculpture Court Puddle Reflections
Wet pavement and textured concrete.
Through the museum window
Trying to find attribution to sculpture court artwork is challenging on the CMOA website.
We need rain but it’s coming so fast and furious on Tuesday, it’s running off and forming problems on roadways, causing flooding in some areas.
In context. Sculpture Court Carnegie Museum of Art.
Raindrops on Fall Leaves
When I came home from school on Friday, I found the unraked leaves with raindrops on the undersides of some of them. I saw the orange tree leaves glowing like embers, with the water drops at their tips.
My driveway needs to be raked.
But if it were raked, I would have missed these jewels.
The heart shaped leaves are from the Eastern Redbud tree.
Here is an updated article from Happy DIY Home about the care for your Redbud trees.
the fronts of the leaves are wet all over. The backs of the leaves, the water beads up.
Below, a single leaf on the Eastern Redbud that Ginny planted as a memorial to my parents. A lone water drip at the tip.
Fill their stalks with honeyed sap
Drawn from Earth’s prolific lap.”
— Bayard Taylor 1825-1875 Buried in Kennett Square PA
The weight of the raindrops
bent the Pansy’s face to the ground.
Petals like velvet.