Thursday, June 16, 2016

Here, Then Gone...

Unusual for this time of year, a cell of dark ominous clouds have blown in from the northwest. At their outer edges, and in complete contrast, are clear blue skies squished away by their invasion. Angry roars of thunder echo through the woods, and tree branches swirl in frantic swooshes. Wrinkled and pocked by lines of wind driven raindrops, the smooth complexion of the pond's face has disappeared.

Then, just like that, the dark clouds move on, and a blended array of soft grays and pinks and yellows, streaked with an occasional slash of lightning, are all that is left.   

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