
As I wandered the yard with my camera, a cool breeze fell out of these clouds. A short time later, the breeze whipped into indecisive gusts, some lashing north to south, others tumbling west to east.

I lingered as long as I dared, but retreated when lightning began to flicker from cloud to cloud, rolling thunder into the scene.

I wonder where dragonflies go, during such weather? Maybe they stay on their perches, letting the rain wash their wings…










