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Afternoon clouds building into an evening desert monsoon storm. Taken from my back yard, looking south into Avra Valley, just west of Tucson Arizona. The moisture comes up through Mexico from the Sea of Cortez
Just had to capture this sky! Was a beautiful day despite all the snow! off Hwy 85 outside Cheyenne,Wyoming
This is not a shot spectacular enough to even post to my own pool (Spectacular Skyscapes), but I find it quite interesting. Some thunderstorm clouds (cumulonimbus) acquire the name anvil cloud, as the tops of taller ones may be sheared off and flattened out by straight line winds at higher altitudes, giving them the appearance of a blacksmith's anvil. This anvil-like cloud (it is too low to be a true anvil cloud) formed at sunset a few days ago, but on that day dissipated and brought no rain to my drought-stricken garden.
EDIT: I changed my mind and decided to invite this into the SpecSky pool*, especially since I would be posting it next to something quite similar but a bit more spectacular.
*I can do that because I'm the administrator. :-)
Forgive me in advance for not being able to Flickr much.
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When I took this photo, I was sure these are clouds. But now I'm not so sure...
Als ich das Foto gemacht habe, war ich sicher, dass es sich um Wolken handelt. Bin mir nicht mehr so sicher…
Credits: ESA/NASA
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The Kaikoura coast has mountains, deep ocean trenches, and lots of weather. Here a spectacular lenticular cloud is forming as high altitude winds flow over the seaward Kaikoura range.
willawa point, 5k nth of kekerengu
most of my landscapes are taken whilke riding in the Passengers seat on our many trips .... ..shot through many a dirty windshield ...traveling at said speed limit.....
Clouds Amaze Me
By Don Iannone
Clouds amaze me
how easily they make friends
with other clouds, but
always maintain their independence, and
how they put themselves
at the mercy of the wind, that
keeps them from becoming
too set in their ways like mountains.
Clouds amaze me
how they drift in wisps and billows, and
how they dress up as scowling old men
with stately white beards, or
naughty elephants standing on hind legs, or
even battered pirate ships
on a tumultuous sea.
Clouds amaze me
how they seduce my imagination, and
how they make me want to dance, and
how they make me want to be
something other than I am,
if only long enough
to know what it’s like
to be someone or something else.
Clouds amaze me
because they can be whatever
they want to be, and
finally just like good poems, they
leave the right parts of the story untold.