All the rain the last few days has made me think about favorite rainy days in the past. I loved scary Texas thunderstorms as a child. The best storms were in the summer, when I could cuddle up in bed next to my grandma and listen to the rain on the windowpanes. Then there were the summer storms in Chicago – a welcomed break from the oppressive humidity. But one of my favorite rainy days was the day I visited Venice. This was one of the best days of my two-week tour of Italy. Not many people were out because it was cold and rainy. We had the streets almost to ourselves. The canals were flooded and it seemed as though the gondolas would drift right up on the sidewalk. I was lucky enough to capture many great shots that day, but this one is by far my favorite.