The image is not a crisp and clear as I would like but without the serendipitous front lighting of the sailboat by the lightning strike...the photo would have been impossible.
2 summers ago at San Diego. I was staying on the bay looking out past Coronado Island towards open water. You could feel the electric in the air. A front had moved in...the clash of the different temperatures caused the temperature and humidity to spike abnormally high even for the locals. That evening I was attempting to capture the beautiful display of heat lightning... those delicate spider web like fingers stretching from one edge of the horizon to the other almost constantly illuminating the sky.
I know nothing about navigating the seas but I remember wondering why the sailboat would venture out in such a volatile weather pattern. I took dozens of pictures but this is the only one that turned out. Soon after the lightening strike so close to the boat, it began a slow wide turn back to the docks. Safely docked on shore, I'm certain the passengers were already calling home to relay the close call to family.
Eyes Closed - Today's muse: Verse Escape: Friday 55 * * * *Eyes Closed* Eyes closed to hide sorrow or, perhaps, to withdraw from harsh reality. No matter. Either...
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