watching the rain

Last night an unexpected thunderstorm blew through our neighborhood. The wind was so fierce that it pushed the rain across the street in staggering waves. Lighting danced through the sky in the background and gave a rave-like feel to the stormy chaos. Alex was watching the shower from our front porch while I was fumbling inside with my camera and tripod, hoping to capture the storm. By the time I made it outside, the fury had subsided and I was left to photograph a quiet street glistening from the aftermath; our kitschy armadillo wind chime swaying in the foreground. I don't think I'm ready to submit my storm coverage photographs on the late local news.