a photo essay by Sonja Bingen
The storm rises
into the fires of sunset
air electric with coming storm
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Reblogged this on In Love With The Lord and commented:
There can be beauty in the storm when you are holding fast to the hand of the Lord and see through His eyes!
A fabulous photo capture of storms brewing, both in neutral colors and in blazing sunset colors! I can feel the tingles from the static electricity building up here~
I love the drama of storms, and these pictures are wonderful!
Gorgeous and glorious; powerful, yet brings me peace. Thank you. God bless y’all.
More wonderful skyscapes. Recently I have got into the habit of consciously taking note of the skies film and TV producers find for backgrounds. They are so often stunningly beautiful.
The towering clouds look down on the landscape wondering whether to cause havoc or move on.
Yes, it very much reminds me of the Martin Johnson Heade painting.One of my favorites.