WILD IN THE WEST…

One wild night again.  Seems winter has held off for long enough, and now wants to make up for lost time.  Flash after flash of lightning, and thunder sounding as though someone was dropping rocks on the roof.  But it wasn’t rocks on the roof, just torrential rain looking for a way in.  Luckily the repairs to our roof were good…

night riders
the spark of iron
against rock

© Maureen Sudlow

WASHED CLEAN

We’ve had a stormy night, thunder and lightning, not to mention torrential rain.  So exciting to just lie cosy in bed and listen to the rain drumming on the iron roof, and watch the lightning flickering against the clouds.  For a while this morning we have had a little sunlight, which always looks doubly bright after the darkness…

after the storm
the reflection of
sunlight