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And not one of the photos will come out, I imagine. I don't have a chance. But, oh my, is it beautiful. The dark clouds are scudding across the sky now, a bit before they were still. The right half of my window space is dark, dark charcoal grey; the central is upper charcoal grey and lower silver-white, and the left is a broader spread of light.
The next wave of storm has arrived, and it has arrived with drama. It's dark enough out there to be 3-4 hours later than it is, the wind is still light at ground level but the rain is pouring down, and what isn't dark of the sky is rapidly darkening.
It's beautiful. Even in the time it's taken me to type this, elements of steely grey-blue have touched the right-most edge, and the silver-white is almost gone.
I had to try. I had to try to catch it with a camera, although I almost didn't; I almost couldn't stop staring long enough to get the camera out. I'm pretty sure none of the photos will work, and I'm not even sure I mind completely.
It's dark out now. It's dark, with just barest hints here and there that it might not have been, five minutes ago.
Absolutely beautiful.
The next wave of storm has arrived, and it has arrived with drama. It's dark enough out there to be 3-4 hours later than it is, the wind is still light at ground level but the rain is pouring down, and what isn't dark of the sky is rapidly darkening.
It's beautiful. Even in the time it's taken me to type this, elements of steely grey-blue have touched the right-most edge, and the silver-white is almost gone.
I had to try. I had to try to catch it with a camera, although I almost didn't; I almost couldn't stop staring long enough to get the camera out. I'm pretty sure none of the photos will work, and I'm not even sure I mind completely.
It's dark out now. It's dark, with just barest hints here and there that it might not have been, five minutes ago.
Absolutely beautiful.