After work on Wednesday we had fifty-mile-an-hour winds and somehow those winds had managed to create about four wide-enchilada shaped clouds stretching from horizon-south to horizon-north with some sky between them and then the sun burst through the westerly enchilada and brilliant rays just splattered over the earth and I said to my husband, “Where’s a camera when yo…” then my mouth was full of dust and I realized that there are times when breath-taking beauty really should be left un-captured.
Tam Raynor
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