After the Rain
Today’s set leans into that calm. I framed four close views, letting the leaves fill the window while the background fell away. Side light traced each serration with a thin ribbon of glow, and the droplets turned into bright punctuation marks across the surface. Up close, they behave like small lenses, bending light and carrying miniature reflections inside them—little worlds briefly balanced on a vein.
Black and white felt right for this scene. Without color, the textures step forward: the waxy leaf, the soft bokeh, the sharp rim where light breaks. In editing I lifted the highlights and pulled the blacks lower, just enough to give shape and depth without losing the quiet mood I saw in person. The brighter specks read like a drizzle frozen in midair; the darker areas hold the softness of the after-rain air.
What I enjoy most about photographing raindrops is how temporary they are. A nudge of wind, a small shift in angle, and the whole arrangement slides away. There’s a tiny race against time built into each frame, but it’s a gentle one—more like breathing with the scene than chasing it.
Heavy rain gave me these quiet moments, and I’m glad I went out to meet them. Sometimes the most interesting subjects are the ones that only exist for a few minutes, asking us to slow down and really look...
