The crispness, the depth and beautifully subtle color of the clouds tonight had me holding my breath and scrambling for a way to capture, to engage, to celebrate and share. Standing in the yard alone. Grab the camera. Catch the faintest echo. I wish you were here!

This is how the air smells this morning. Delicious.

I wish I could bottle that experience — make it stand still so I could breath it in and stay in the middle.

I pulled over to the side of the road three times in about 10 minutes. I wanted to get to higher ground — a better vantage point. This was pretty close, and the panorama gives an impression of the immersive experience … at least it reminds me of what it was like to be there and feel the clouds as solid things move overhead, to smell the moisture and electricity in the air.