patricia emerson mitchell photography
the way I see the world
Dan and I will be opening our home in May again this year, participating in the Silicon Valley Open Studios weekend. Because of that I need to make some more prints. Funny how suddenly I get so very picky about what I have and can’t decide what would make a good print. Sigh.
That being said (or written anyway), I AM going to print the one below. I showed it at our photography meet up and I think it went over well.
…. or for whatever time it is in your neck ‘o the woods!
Yes indeed, “Spring is sprung, the grass is riz, I wonder where the birdies is.” My father said that … probably every single year. Needless to say, it is firmly planted in this old brain. But hello, Spring. Please know that doesn’t mean to hold back on rain. We will gladly take any spare drops here. I will, in fact, share a photo with raindrops in case Spring has forgotten what they look like.
This is, again, a shot from yesterday. (Today’s walk was a camera-free one.)
We’ve had wonderful rain here in our drought-plagued area, and I’m thrilled. (At the same time, I worry for those who are dealing with the mud slide potential and flooding.) I’m a rain lover. Fall is my favorite season and the first rains just make me giddy.
Please have a raindrop-blessed rose from way back in 2017. I still have done SO little photography. Darn Covid has really stifled my creativity, I fear. But I have so many images from the past I will never run out of things to share.
… do NOT get me down! (And if you know what this refers to you must be old. 😉 )
It rained here this morning. After my rather busy past five weeks I knew a long walk was probably out of the question, but so was skipping a rainy day walk. I only managed four miles, and I didn’t shoot a ton, but I did shoot a bit. This is my first shot.
Raindrops on a White Rose, 9.16.19
I’ve moved on to August 2017 and, as with past months, finding days of photos I never even looked at.
Raindrops on a Petal, 8.3.17
I’m not a spider enthusiast although my photography habit has helped me be less fearful — there is something about having the “protection” of the lens that allows me to get closer to the things. But webs … no fear at all with them, and they are fun when it’s rained. It’s funny to think about really: somewhere there must be a spider who owns the web, yes? Maybe one of these times it’ll pop out at me as I’m getting closer and closer to the raindrops. I wonder.
A Web with Raindrops, 6.9.17