Thunder behind me, sunset in front, lighting to the sides. The huge snapping thunderclapper passed through just before sunset. That left an eiry burn-orange cast to the roadway and the buidings. Then, the lighting started crackling straight across the sky, including in the dark area just above the sunset. We used to call it "heat lighting" as kids. There was certainly a Alamo-style battle for dominance going on between armies in the sky. I'm not sure the sun won.
--steve buser
--steve buser
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