The Devils of Spring
Every spring thru summer, the weather brings us the massive thunder storms and many times the tornadoes. Life magazine did a short article on the captivating pictures of these massive storms. Soaring thunderheads are spectacular and fearsome. They roar a bellow with lightening cracking the thunderbolts’.
Skin crawls, eyes bulge and the wonderment rivals the fear. The crashing of hail, pounding on roof, beating venation to its knees. Lightening flashing across, striking the tree, fire erupting to be extinguished by the drops of water. Huddling in the cellar, listening to the roar slashing overhead, waiting for the quiet.
The fearsome beautiful monster passes on by. Trees twisted, homes in pieces and shambles, dreams to be rebuilt.
Storms will always be with us and a few will always be in harm’s way. Then there are those who go storm chasing. Wanting to watch the brute power form, hear the effects of the monster scream across the land. Cameras in hand, recording the beasts.
Weather has been recorded in literature and myths throughout the eons. The thunder god of the Norse and his Hammer, the lightning bolts being hurled down off the mountain by Zeus and the list goes on.
Harness the energy of the weather, has been a quest for centuries. The sails on the boats, one of the earliest. Then the windmills to grind grains and then to pump water and do other chores. Yet all the energy of the fierce storms goes untapped because of its strength. Just way to much there for man to tame, so they record it and take pictures.
The beauty of nature in its many forms.