I was sitting with my friend the other night talking… and lo and behold I heard thunder for the first time in months! I have always loved storms. This passion started when my father and I would stand out on the front porch whenever a storm (no matter how big) would pass by. Even if it was a tornado. We were sure to get inside when everything got dead silent… even the crickets. I remember one time when it was raining so hard in Arkansas that we couldn’t even see the house across the street. It was like someone upstairs decided to pour His bucket of water right on top of our house. This is one memory that will never leave my mind.
Here is a shot that I came across as I was going through my catalog. It was from the first season that I started shooting lightning. I am determined to “chase me some storms” this season… because I have a feeling they are going to be bad.
by Dan
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