Tuesday, June 18, 2013

Blue Mesa, redux

On Saturday I made another swing through Blue Mesa. It's not as easy to get to as the Painted Desert so I can't get there as often, but storm clouds were a-brewin' on the horizon and I hitched a ride.

There's not much to add to these images. Blue Mesa tells its own story.

This is on the road in, the one that takes you back 3 1/2 miles. The sky wasn't too dark yet but I could see promise in another part of the sky. I heard sky booms here, just a couple, and from far away.     

Nothing here at all except those bands of purple.

Gathering clouds but not much promise of rain there.

Here we go. This is more like it.

The rain stayed at a distance. A few sprinkles, drama happening in the clouds, but nothing like I'd hoped for.

The monsoon season is imminent. I've been promised by those in the know and I'm counting on it.

Thought of the day:

Excuse me while I kiss the sky. (Jimi Hendrix ~ Purple Haze)