I thank God for hospitable people with barns.
Yesterday evening, LB and walked around under the I-77 bridge. She took this photo.
Some rough looking clouds were trekking the sky, muttering and curling fingers, as I drove home. Later in the evening, a tornado was spotted 20 miles north west of us.
The sirens around town went off to people to turn their radios or TV’s on and hear the the storm and tornado warnings. LB and I went outside to watch the sky as the storm came, but the rough stuff passed north of us and we were only rained on.
Took some time today to photograph smoke.
Found a smoke ghost
Not Photoshopped. Shot through wire screen.
I beg your patience, as over the next few weeks I slowly merge my two previous blogs into this one.
You’ll have a close up view as I finish this out.