A storm front blew through this morning. We were lucky to receive only rain, a little wind and some distant rumbling thunder. The temperatures are currently mild but cooler air is moving in — the vary forces providing energy for the store front.
Ahead of the front, a buzzard was riding the swift air currents . With minor tilting of it’s wing it swooped and soared across the sky — if birds experience “fun” this looked to be it.
Storm fronts, while no fun for anyone in their path, do make for great photographs. As for birds, I hope they do get the concept of fun otherwise flying is totally wasted on them ;)
It does appear that birds “play” with other birds at times so I’d assume there is fun for them in certain things they do. Thanks!
I’ll take sitting in that field watching the front move in over a sunny day any time. I just think the front edges of storms are fascinating. I wish I had more clearings like you have here to be able to take in the full effect.
Totally agree, Mark. There’s an energy to watching any storm grow and move. I can understand the motivation of storm chasers…beyond the hope of money for film footage that is.
Those storm clouds so often make the image interesting, giving a normal, everyday landscape just the necessary twist to make us look twice. Here in Germany storms rarely are threatening but only seldomly come with such dense, dark, laden clouds rolling in.
Markus, we have many storm fronts which move across this area. With the abundant warm moisture of the Gulf of Mexico to the south and the colder regions to the north there’s always lot of weather energy when the two air masses meet. Luckily it’s not as dangerous or violent here as it is in the mid-west United States — tornado alley!
The wind that came through ahead of that front made a mess of my recycle bin. It rained quite a bit here but it enough to clean the car.
That first photo really gives an idea of how strong that front was.
Tom, this one looked much worst then it was for us. There was some wind and a little rain but mostly if blew over.
Those are ominous clouds, Earl. I’ve wondered what it would be like to fly like a bird and not through an airport.