One of Those Blessings You Never Know You Are Receiving at the Time

We were driving out from the Prairie last year. The skies turned black and the winds hit. I had never seen any thing like it. It came on us so suddenly we had to stop because the blowing dust. It was blowing so hard the sage brush was being up rooted and blown across the road. The pick up was rocking, we would go just a few feet because it was almost zero visibility, and then we could not see at all. We would have to stop. Then it would lighten up slightly and we would sort of start again only to have to stop.

Then as quickly as it came on us it was done. It was so strange because it was like some one threw a switch and turned off the storm. But the sky was still black yet light penetrated it. It was as if light and dark were fighting to give it up. The lighting became so surreal, it was as if it was not of this world. It was a real KODAK moment. I jumped out and started taking pictures.






That night when we got in Ellen down loaded the camera and was so surprised not that we did not know where the old picture was taken. But the closeness to the exact location. We had never tried to pair them up. A picture of my family out on a Sunday drive circa 1890's. The young man on the rear end of the horse was my grandfather George known as Rawhide born 1887.



This is the image I took when the storm ended