Yesterday, I woke to a lovely calm. As is my usual habit, I stepped outside to
test the temperature. I discovered a
warm morning scented of pine trees and damp earth. Deep blue sky and soft white cotton fringes
of light lay across the Big Belt range.
Nodding my agreement, I stepped back inside and went
about my normal morning rituals.
Not more than an hour later, an enormous black and
cobalt stormfront heaved over the Rocky Mountains and inked darkness over the
valley again. At once, a hard wind
pushed from the east, forcing all the trees in my yard to tremble and lean
away. The storm was sucking away all of
the good air as it boiled up over the Great Divide. Darkness soon reached around my house like
hands clasping a cube.
I drifted from window to window and watched as dusky
curtains of rain swept back and forth across the prairie in front of my
house. Out back, the unsettled lake sloshed
back and forth. Weird patches of yellow
light roved across the face of the nearby hills and across the open valley
where breaks in the clouds allowed a little sunshine through. Then, as the air calmed again, an array of
rainbow ends began to stab the mountains immediately behind my house where a
single patch of light fell across the mountain there.
Storm or not, I ran outside with my camera. I have posted a couple of the photos.
--Mitchell
Hegman
Very nice description. Must have been an awesome sight. Precious pics.
ReplyDeleteThe entire storm--beginning to end--was pretty cool.
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