Health Warning.

As recommended by my Siamese cousin Bob, on accounta he likes my sky shots.  😉

This is yet another Windsor sunset, fleeting and ephemeral, a moment in the slide show of a typical evening.  As I drive along, wistful and wanting, the sky is gray and boring; the skyline is vague and uninspiring.  My camera sits on the passenger seat, dejected and wondering why it came on this winding, bumpy ride.

Then it happens, as it occasionally does: the clouds fall into place like pieces of an art puzzle, and the light comes up, and suddenly I’m driving into a ditch and propping my camera against the driver’s side window for an impromptu two-second hand held shot of something which wouldn’t be there by the time I’d set up a tripod:

Yeah, at ISO 3200 it’s  grainier than Plochman’s mustard, but I wasn’t really set up for it, so I got what I got.

Still, I like the clouds a lot.