The sky is a shade of crimson
The winds are so strong that people are running for cover
The lightning cracking down like a whip
And the thunder is growling back in response
The calm before the storm has passed
The rains are here.
The once or twice a year ones.
How can I not rejoice?
Tried to not waste too much time today attempting to capture the perfect lightning strike shot
Went up to the terrace and got soaked to the bone