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.
