No doubt, you’ve heard that cliché story opener, “It was a dark and stormy night.” That overused line actually applied here last night. It was a little after two AM when I awoke. I hadn’t been asleep very long, so why was I awake?
Then a light came on. Went back out. What? Out of bed. On my feet. A bit more alert. It happened again.
Lightning! A muted rolling thunder followed sometime later. It was far away.
I looked out the bedroom window. The action is to the south.
In the office, I lifted the blinds. There was a light show going on over Kalamazoo.
Caught in the act
You can see lightning bolts in this image. They are not as bright as you might like. This is the result of average brightness over the 30-sec exposure time. Still, they are clearly visible if not as dramatic as they appeared to my eye.
The colored lights in the lower center frame are not part of an alien navigation beacon system. It’s just a reflection on the window I was shooting through. The light on the right is in my neighbor’s house.
Come four AM, I was finally asleep. Heavy rain had started to fall on the roof a couple of minutes earlier.
I have never caught lightning in a photo at all. Well done. I sort of like stormy nights. Well, maybe not a high wind in a tent!
My father taught my sisters and I how to watch weather. Each of us still enjoys weather observing.
I can understand not enjoying high wind in a tent.
Thank you for getting up in the middle of the night to create the image of the Lord’s fireworks show.
You are most welcome. It would have been selfish not to share the glory of that scene.