It was the kind of storm you could literally watch racing across the sky toward you. First billowy white thunderheads, then their dark blue undersides; a deafening stillness and then a mighty wind. Dust thickened the air. Leaves swirled. The sky darkened like twilight. The flashes and rumbles began, followed by the fresh scent of summer rain.
This is one of my favorite scenes on the dry Eastern Washington plains.
AAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH! Hallie you are the most incredible photographer ever!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I luv those pics from the big barn!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Anyway. Numbers 4 and 5 are my favorites, I think. But you did end up getting a really good lightning strike! Wow. I didn't know you got one of the big ones.
The third picture gave me one of those fleeting moments where I get a sensation of being there - the visual triggered a memory of the smell and feel of chilled autumn air. Now I want to experience it again. Oh, home...
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