This image was taken 60 minutes and 37 seconds after the previous blogged image. With such precision our cameras plot our every shot. It was, I had hoped, with similar precision that I observed what I thought was the approaching thunderhead. I have no burning desire to be bacon, and at such moments I am aware of a god's presence. I'm also aware of the potential for a good photograph. Yes, precision is crucial.
So the sudden, fat drops of rain were unexpected. The storm was still far off. I dismissed them and kept shooting, waiting longer than normal before stowing and waterproofing my gear. I finally turned around when I heard the rattle of the cow shed's tin roof. Behind me cats, dogs, whole cows were ricocheting tin. The thunderhead I had been watching was in retreat.
So it is that I can tell you with absolute precision when the first rain drops hit my lens, and I packed and fled past the newly planted corn, past the out-to-pasture cow, past the giant silo, and into a tractor shed. It was a splendid, if somewhat smelly, window on the storm.
At the top of Rabbit Hill where one can watch the weather pass, I forgot to look the other way.
4 comments:
THAT'S exactly the kind of sky I love to see/capture! I love it!
I'll have to plan some like this for when you come to visit.
i will love to capture hay bales in all their glory some day ...i am hyet to see any in the parts of Florida i live.....:(
And I'm curious as to why did u swear off Florida for ever. It may not be rich in pastoral beauty..something i realized what I am missing when I was visiting Ohio a few days back ..but it has its own unique beauty tempered with really long and hot summers, which i hate !!!!
I've hardly covered all of Florida, so I'm no expert, and my comment was a bit of hyperbole. My experience is limited to the Anaheim and Palm Beach areas. While there I did drive down to through the Everglades to the tip and made a circuit of Lake Ocichobi. The trip through the Everglades only made me aware of how polluted and unhealthy it was due to development further north, very disappointing. The truth is, I love the excitement of urban life and the quiet of rural life, but I'm very disturbed by the sprawl that is overwhelming our country almost everywhere. Even where i live, still fairly rural, old farmland is sprouting new cookie cutter houses like weeds. there are better architectural solutions to the way we house ourselves, but they require imagination.
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