The last moments of sunlight were so softly lovely last night.
The sun slipped below a cloud bank just above the far horizon, and not long after the light shuttered, a bright, nearly horizontal slash of lightning crossed the western sky. Time to go!
Thunder and lightning boomed and bloomed across Disappointment Valley … wind whipped cottonwood leaves … and ever so slowly, spatters of rain filled the quiet that followed. Peace.
Spring Creek Basin Mustangs 
The picture has odd coloring. Sounded like time to depart. Sounds like you did!
At that point, it was just the soft light of late day, maybe even softer because of a curtain of rain approaching the sun’s position in the sky. 🙂
It did look like a good time to go!
When that lightning bolt slashed the sky, it sure was! It took another little while – till after dark – before the storm actually reached my location, but I don’t like lightning (when I’m exposed to it!). 😉
Beautiful words to go with this photo…
Thanks, Martha. 🙂
Beautiful before-the-storm light. And such a smooth, silky look to that mustang. What a wonderful way to close out the day!
Indeed!
Beautiful 🙏
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Thanks, Karen. 🙂
‘They’ say a picture is worth a thousand words – and yes, yours are, to me, always! But, oh, how I do so love the words you put with your pictures too! It’s as if I can travel through time/space and be there to ‘experience’ it! Bravo!
Mostly, the scenes are too beautiful for words, and I grasp and grope and feel that they’re never quite right. Thank you for *your* kind words. 🙂
You may feel ‘grasping and groping’ but they come out quite well and speak to my heart! words and pictures, both!