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It is so seldom that I take a picture of the sky that looks right...but this was what it looked like a couple of evenings ago when the present cold/wet front blew in.
This is a terrific photograph. In fact, it's paintable.
Thanks, Sharon.When I was a kid, whenever I saw a dramatic sky like this, it always made me think that Jesus might be coming at any moment, riding on a horse down through the clouds.As wierd as that may sound (and it does, I know), I have talked to other people over the years who said that they used to think the same thing when they were kids.When my son was about 6 years old, after examining a windswept sun-flecked Texas sky, roiling and churning with massive cumulous formations, he asked me if I thought Jesus was coming.The question came out of the blue (so to speak) and surprised me, as we had not been discussing anything remotely related to that. I told him I thought He was. Maybe not today, but soon.
This is beautiful! Thank you for stopping by my blog and commenting.
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