Pining for a road trip, I came across a few photos.
Amazing storms we witnessed when driving to and from Ontario a few summers back. One of the things I find absolutely exhilarating about the Prairies is the sky – whether it’s endless, blue and open or robust, dark and brooding like these shots capture. Every day that particular summer was a storm watch day. Not to mention constant tornado worries as the radio and the TV weather channels we were glued to each night in our hotel room seemed to warn of just as we would be leaving an area or driving into an area.
You can see them come from miles. I was in a constant state of open-mouthed awe and terror. I was like a kid, “lookit that!” and ” Oh man it’s massive!” to “Shit that was lightning RIGHT THERE!” and “Is that a funnel cloud starting?!” It was fun.