Enemy of the Status Quo

That's High Plains weather for sure. You don't like the weather? Wait a few minutes. It'll change. Lately we have been having ferocious thunderstorms in the late afternoon and throughout the evening. Following a roasting hot day, the sky roils up, turns dark, and pretty soon there is a frantic ballet of ominous clouds surging across the horizon. We have lots of that here. Horizon, I mean. And thunder. Wondrous audio displays that easily explain the preoccupation of plains and Southwestern Indians with 'thunder beings.' Last night, far to the south, there were rolls of thunder that lasted for ten and twenty seconds without stint. Long, uninterrupted tympani solos that seemed to go on and on.

I'll probably mention the weather here quite a bit. It's of central importance to plains life. Ignoring it, or not taking it seriously enough, can be fatal.

Now I have to figure out how to put up some photos of some of the weather events that make life here so...interesting.