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in the crashing chaos
“Good God, woman, GET INSIDE.” -what my friend Don told me he thought to himself when I sent him this photo.
This end-of-the-world-looking cloud was right above my house and the rotation (a sign that maybe there’s a tornado) was clearly apparent. I’ve lived in tornado-prone areas for almost my whole life and this…this was scary.
There wasn’t a tornado, though, and my neighborhood didn’t even get too much rain. And also, I did go inside after I made this photo.
The title is from – you may know what I am going to say here – a Bruce Cockburn song, “Boundless.”
Lubbock, Texas
photographed 5.17.2021
Taken by Storm
Sometimes we’ll go an entire spring season without any storms to speak of. This is not one of those years; between where we stopped for this shot and our house (80 miles) we:
- saw this storm
- skirted a storm that had a tornado
- pulled off the road to let storm ahead of us move out of the way
- saw power poles just a block from our house leaning over from wind
- made it home just minutes before yet another storm hit
It was one of very few times in my life when the weather has frightened me.
near Clairemont, Texas
photographed 5.23.2020
Cusp of the Storm
In just a matter of minutes, the weather changed. The thin grey clouds became low and heavy. The wind picked up, whipping the Spanish moss around. The trees groaned against the storm. And the photographer was very content with the entire situation.
St. Charles Borromeo Cemetery
Grand Coteau, Louisiana
photographed 10.22.2017
Couldn’t drag me away
Actual conversation:
Me – Look at that cloud! I don’t think we’d better make any more stops. We need to get away from that storm.
Patient Spouse – (no comment)
Me – Wait! I need to get that shot.
Patient Spouse – (no comment)
(Repeat many times, as needed.)
Wild Horse, Colorado
photographed 8.30.2016