The downpour can be clearly seen here in the distance. Driving around storms and watching them from their edges defined my trip through Iowa and Eastern South Dakota.
The storms continued in Western South Dakota, always driving on the edge of them, somehow managing to avoid the downpours.
Driving on the back roads in South Dakota, listening to the radio, the operator’s voice warning of powerful storms and possible tornados directly in our path, a palpable feeling of power in the air.
Shortly after the sky turned dark blue. Then dark grey. And then dark brown and black.
The edge of the storm was frighteningly well-defined.
Skirting the storm.
When I saw this on my way back home from work I stopped the car, got out and took several shots. It was a brief moment, the light from the setting sun on the layers of a fast-moving storm. A few minutes later, the cloud formations were gone.