Less than 15 minutes after this amazing skyscape appeared over the grasslands of east-central Montana, the very same atmospheric process (a supercell at the tail end of a line of storms) unloaded severe, damaging winds and hail that busted every west-facing window in Winnett. Therein is the dichotomy of life on the Great Plains: majesty and beauty intertwine with danger and destruction, day to day, year to year, and only a relatively small population of hardy and resourceful folks have the wherewithal to handle it. With the passage of each spring in which I spend just a few weeks on the High Plains, my respect only grows deeper for those who reside there full-time.
1 NW Winnett MT (9 Jun 16) Looking WSW
47.0113, -108.3689