Yesterday, hubs and I took one of our impromptu drives out to a lake about 45 minutes from here. Two of hubs’ brothers have summer homes on this lake, so we visit often.

We’re excited for fishing season to start next week because both of the brothers own boats and always graciously take us along for an afternoon on the lake.

Before we retired, we could seldom work out the time to go fishing. Now, all we have to do is check the weather and if it’s good, we’re set.

As we returned home just before sunset last night, the skies had a strange grey-green tinge. The clouds had quickly-changing swirling shapes. Tornadoes are not uncommon here, but the weather didn’t have the right properties to consider that.

I shot a few photos from the car’s front window, which is not always a great choice because of potential blur. When I took them into editing this morning, I decided that, despite the fact that I wished I had used a third party camera app with a low light setting to reduce grain, I was reasonably pleased with the photos “as shot. I did no edits except to resize the one I chose for my feature photo.

“Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”

Rabindranath Tagore