At three o'clock in the afternoon on what was a bright summer day, ominous clouds roll in from the west foreshadowing the rage to come. The battle between pristine sunshine and furious rain is soon to begin. Once ignited it will unleash a destructive hellion power that is just barely contained by the peaceful summer sky. It is a campaign for control of the day that lasts only a short time. As the storm charges it triggers a mighty thrust of electric power! The sky responds with an arc of color, a peace offering, that signals the end of the turmolt is near. The wind blows. The grasslands shimmer. The mountains stand stoic, and the world tells a story of life.
I long for monsoon season. There is only one place I have ever been where lightning, rainbows and azure skies filled with cotton clouds exist all at once. That place is Arizona.
And, there is no place in Arizona where this is better represented than in the High Deserts of the Sky Island region. To witness such a sight is to transcend that which you have come to believe is possible. It is to enter a world that is at once mystically powerful and soothingly serene. To me, it isa demonstration of all the might, glory, tenderness and strength of our creator on display.
While there is not lightning and a rainbow with every storm, there is with most. The secret is knowing how and where to find it.
I live grateful to God for the fortune to witness and share His artwork and humbly remain His scribe.
Shoot Date: July 30, 2018
Canon EOS 5D Mark III
Aperture priority ¹⁄₃₀ sec at f/22 ²⁄₃ EV
Lens: 15mm @ 15 mm