Friday, March 27, 2009
Red Sky at Morning...
Spring storms are rumbling through and I'm so grateful that they are. I adore a good thunderstorm although I'm not fond of the occasional tornado. These storms bring beautiful gifts of colorful clouds and fresh, clean air. Rains cleanse the air of pollen, so much so that our roadways are mushy with the greenish-yellow stuff. Cars leave their tracks within it much like snow slush.
Glowing sunrises alert us to rains on their way. The plants are all greening up, sprouting, blooming, reaching for the skies as their roots dig deep into the drenched soil. Happy Spring!
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Now that is a beautiful picture with the red sky reflected in the water. It is hard to tell where the sky ends and the water begins.
It must have been an intensely beautiful moment to be there in person. Thank you for sharing this with us. I love thunderstorms too, but we don't get many on the west coast... and thankfully no tornados. Yikes. =0)
Lovely images. Many people don't often recall that the origin of the red sky aphorism comes form the Gospel of Matthew.
That saying always makes me think of home and I get homesick for Nova Scotia. The other is seeing a mackerel sky. Do you know that expression?
These magenta and purple skies are gorgeous. Mother Nature and your photographic skills make beautiful music together.
xo
OOOOohhhhhh! Very nice Deb.
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