Been busy today. Processed some stuff from yesterday's bit of apocalyptic weather.
March 31, 2020. The Covid 19 pandemic is in full swing. Everyone (well, almost everyone, the citiots keep doing stoopit stuff) is staying home, isolating, finding solace in the social fabric of the innerwebs. It was a nice final day of March, and appeared the Lion was going to go out with a whimper of a warm, sunny, springlike day.
Suddenly the skies darkened. The temperatures dropped, about 20 degrees F.
Lightning flash.
Thunder.
Dark, heavy clouds open up, heavy rain at first, like 40 days and 40 nights.
Then hail.
Hard, pea sized hail.
Just when it didn't seem like it could, it came down harder.
And bigger.
About the size of grapes for a few minutes.
Awesome.
And scary.
Then it began to lighten up. The pellets back to garbanzo sized chunks of ice.
I had to head for town, for some parts to fix one of my tractors. About a mile from my house, the elevation is about 100 feet or so higher. The roads were layered with a sloppy wet mess of hailstones, about 2 to 3 inches deep. Too sloppy and wet to be fun though, so now driving the slow mo version of the Finnish rally. Boy, those Finns can sure drive in the show, eh?
Anyway, the sun came back out, and by the time I got back from town most traces of it were gone.
But the Lion did manage to go out with a small roar.
A panoramic stitch, 11 portrait orientation images, stitched and processed in Photoshop.
Pentax K-1, Olympus Zuiko 35mm f2.8 Shift lens adapted with Leitax adapter.