What started out as a comfy summer me-time on the picnic blanket in the shadow under a tree this afternoon ended quite impressively in a fast pedalling home with my two-wheel-drive that is my bicycle.
See for yourself :0).
I read for a mere hour under the tree above when the wind starts to become stronger and the sky darker.
The spectacle in the sky mesmerizes me. While I pack everything up I still continue to take photos.
Guess what? Yes or no? Did I make it or not?
No, I did not make it home on time :0). So here I am, before and after the rain. Amused no matter what. It is such a dry year that I rather get in dance mood when some rain falls down from the sky. And I do deeply understand why indigenous peoples have rain dances in their cultural repertoire!
As it is with thunderstorms, they can be very very local and often leave a window into the blue sky. As today.
Cheers guys, thank you so much for dropping by!