Sunday, January 24, 2016
Pine Buff, Arkansas

For about 30 minutes on the evening of July 21, 2009, a thunderstorm presented itself and invited me to chase it as it bore down in Jefferson County, Arkansas.  I had gone to Lake Dick, east of Altheimer, Arkansas, to photograph my favorite water tower.  I finished grabbing my shots about the time the storm began to gather steam.

For photographers, it was the perfect storm:  developing in the east and illuminated by a setting sun in the west.  I packed up to follow it.

Waving in the Wind

The storm whipped up some healthy gusts as attested by the bending Johnson grass.

Soaring High

The storm clouds climbed to an impressive altitude.  The smaller plume to the left comes from a paper mill.  The approaching vehicle appears to be gnat sized.

Amoeba in the Sky

One of the beauties of a storm is its amoebic tendencies in taking shape and switching colors as your position changes while you are on the move.

This is benign storm chasing, as in observing at a distance.  Even so, for those of you who would just as soon not observe from any distance, you can see how it looks from the comfort of your recliner.  Glad to be of service.  Thanks for looking.