Last night, Ryan looked out the window, and then said grab your camera . . . you gotta see this:
So we stood there for a while just watching, and then took a little walk down the road, and turned around, and the same clouds had metamorphosed into this . . .
And while they looked rather intimidating, this set never did storm on us. It was the ones that came around in the middle of the night that set Checkers to scratching at the gate and whining, with their thunder and downpour.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
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