Waterfowl on Lake Wautaga – A Rainy Day in Centennial Park – Nashville, Tennessee

Buskers at the Parthenon – Centennial Park – Nashville, Tennessee

Ten Tulips After Rain – Centennial Park – Nashville, Tennessee

The River Risen – Mississippi River Flooding – Great River Road – Alton, Illinois

Last evening I evening I took a drive up the Great River Road (one of the great roads of America in my opinion) just north of Alton, curious to see how high the water was. It turns out that it was just several feet shy of the roadway. I suspect that it had already crested and was on its way down and the road may have been impassable only a little bit before. Even so, it was a strange feeling to have the wheels of my car almost parallel with the surface of the water. It almost looked like one was driving on the water. And I felt the power of the river like I have felt only a few times before. There were other pictures to be had along the water front, including a massive barge pulled up right against the side of the river by the road, but I left it too late to take my drive and the light was not sufficient, so these will have to suffice.

Water Trough and Blossoms – Spring in South St. Louis

Bird Nest in Spring

St. Francis de Sales Church – The Cathedral of South St. Louis

I have a great backlog of photos and do not feel very motivated to get them up, so perhaps this shot of a favorite subject taken on last Wednesday will prime the motivation.

An Afternoon in Tower Grove Park – Jonquils and Ducks and Tulips – Wednesday, April 17, 2013

Tower Grove Park Jonquils – Daffodils on a Late Spring Afternoon

The light in Tower Grove Park this evening was lovely, casting long shadows from the trees and backlighting the jonquils. Some of these shots are very similar to one another, but I just couldn’t decide between two slightly different compositions.

For Boston, Some Tulips – Beauty in Brokenness

Going to photograph this bed of tulips I had seen earlier in the day, I noticed that many of the delicate tulip blossoms had been battered by the rain — some were broken, others laid down, still others were cradled against one another. I could not help but draw an emotional correlation with some scenes from the tragic bombings in Boston just a day earlier. And yet the flowers, broken and beaten down though they were, were still imbued with beauty and dignity–infinitely more so the wounded and mourning in Boston. May God bless and keep you and all who mourn throughout the world.