Softly illuminated by a sun that just set from a ground perspective, a fast-growing cumulonimbus took on the delicious hues of an orange-vanilla Creamsicle confection, temporarily making me want to reach out and grab a cold, sweet, refreshing bite. The sky, to the eye, appeared as a great painting. This was a deeply rewarding way to end what long had seemed to be a “bustola” chase. Frustration turned to satisfaction, a transformation so often found as the reward for patience.
3 S Hay Springs NE (27 Jun 23) Looking SE
42.6467, -102.6946