Last chance to shoot a dying supercell before I get into the city! Having rolled back northwest from a long-lived storm east of Tahoka, I was tired and longing for lodging, when many flickers appeared back in the direction I was headed anyway. I took the chance to stop and hope for a few more flashes from a storm that seemed to get less active as I approached. The stop also would delay my arrival (and hot, drive-thru fast food) a bit. Decisions, decisions! Winning a self-imposed psychological battle, hunger and sleep would wait. Fortunately this pretty little storm persisted a bit longer, lit from within and without by lightning, and also around its exterior by moonlight and city glow, making some truly special, appreciated moments out in the South Plains night.
3 NW Posey TX (6 Jun 25) Looking NNW
33.5109, -101.7601