Very few things are guaranteed in life but one is certain:
If you don’t like the weather in this part of the world, just wait five minutes.
“Drab?” Said Mother Nature. “Colourless?”
“Watch this…”
By early afternoon the clouds had broken up:
Clearly, I needed to pay attention as the day progressed:
Low clouds were chased about
and sun breaks bathed the hills.
As the day drew in, the clouds seemed to boil:
So low, I felt I could reach up and touch them.
dark and threatening but also benevolent.
It’s not hard to understand why people become obsessed with chasing storms!
In and out I went a dozen times.
Then Grant looked out a rear window:
“You must see the sky out here!”
Back out I went…
the Sun was sinking fast behind the hills
but still its golden light was shining through
each moment brighter than the last
setting trees aflame
It was growing dark
As a distant glowing cloud appeared I bade it goodnight
though the dark blue light called me again
and hail bucketed down briefly
Oh! Oh my!
almost as if the Sun was setting to the east
“How’s that for ‘drab’?” asked Mother Nature.
Sometimes you don’t need words with a post … each photo is as beautiful as the next! You and Nature formed the perfect camaraderie here!
She never fails me!
She’s a wonderful artist with an ever changing pallet!
After being excited about the ‘early summer’ here, I have just seen a forecast for snow showers by Thursday, a maximum of 4C, and sleet. I should have known winter wasn’t finished yet!
Best wishes, Pete.
We woke to snow on the ground again today and below freezing temps.