The Thunderstorm

The thunderstorm rolled across the sky like a symphony of drums.


The clouds pushed through each other as though racing for a finish line at the far edge of the mountaintops. First one darker and lower was in the lead, then a lighter, airier cloud soared ahead of the pack. they tumbled across, around and through each other speeding towards an imaginary end-post.

The Azorean Lake

This view of a small lake in the Azores, on the island of Pico was so wonderfully quiet and peaceful that I wanted to stay for days.

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