Prairie sky resplendent in ozone scented spring
Promises made by rainbow’s arch spatter way out yonder
Concerned eyes watch storm’s progression stringing out hope for moisture
In a land that’s always thirsty, cumulonimbus delivers mixed blessings.
Distant rumbles echo over endless grassy acres, singing the clouds home.
My friend Ann (a.k.a. Harva) shot this picture on her land Monday afternoon. There is nothing like a prairie storm.