So when all else fails and the topic of conversation dwindles…what do people start talking about? THE WEATHER! My brain is zapped at the moment, so I will fall on an old standby. Besides, a farming prairie girl like me loves to talk about the weather. It’s in my genes.
These pictures were taken last summer (but not by me) in Southern Alberta and I adore them. Big sky, the horizon and a wicked storm brewing. I love the dark clouds, the thunder, the lightning. As kids, if there was a storm getting ready to burst, my mom would wake us up and we’d sit out on the front porch and watch it move in. It’s not difficult to guess where I get the appreciation of a good storm from.
The power and beauty of this planet are incredible.