Late afternoon sun and the beginning of another “rain event”.
This one held little drama although at one stage as I watched, there were rumbles directly overhead.
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As usual, I got carried away with the whole thing and for once I was not pestered by blood-sucking insects.
This was one of those fast-moving events that bring rapidly changing skies and bright patches of sunlight.
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The Lighting Director played with spotlights. I love when this happens.
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The pictures don’t look that different, but I like to follow the progression.
Soon yon stables lost the light as it moved onto the distant hill..
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While all this drama was going on facing North, in the opposite direction the sky seemed set for a peaceful evening…
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“It’s all cool here”
said a few dozen of my friends.
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But then it was as if the Cloud-army of the South got flustered and decided a confrontation was in order…
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“Got something to say? Let’s have it!”
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Cloud-army of the North took on the challenge and the opponents rolled across the heavens toward each other.
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At this point, I expected to get wet as the two fronts met.
There should have been a great fanfare.
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A drum roll at the very least.
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Perhaps the Sound Technician took the evening off and called it in:
A half-hearted rumble.
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Cloud-army of the South was being pursued by a peace-keeping force of light mist and the faintest hint of a rainbow:
“Can’t it be worked out?”
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The two Cloud-armies seemed, in fact to have called a truce.
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Cloudy-army of the North had a following as well.
It looked as if things might boil up again and roll right over us:
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It was barreling towards us like a tidal wave, swallowing all in its path.
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Perhaps I should go inside?
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In woods behind me and in nearby bushes and trees, I could hear the patter of raindrops and expected to feel them on my face.
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But the rain cloud had wrapped itself all around, leaving me quite dry.
Still, we weren’t quite done…
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A few more impetuous swirls
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A flank attack?
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Just a stray bit of cloud, soon gone.
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The Lighting Director took control again with a few final flourishes.
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Still that faint trace of a rainbow.
Then it was lights out.
Isn’t it magical when you can see the defining line of rainfall!
Yes. I have always loved watching developing weather. Maybe less when I worked at an airport!
Thank you, Carolyn, for the dramatic photos of the sky and the clouds battle!
Joanna
We had some of that here yesterday afternoon, but after a 5-minute downpour, it moved away. I like storms, as long as I am not outside dog-walking when I get caught by one.
Best wishes, Pete.
What a spectacle! I never thought a ‘battle’ between clouds could be so captivating 🙂. Your screenplay is excellent – thanks for the (free) show!