After the thunderstorm
A thunderstorm rolled through Portland a couple of days ago. As thunderstorms go, it wasn't much of a thunderstorm (I grew up in the Midwest, where the thunderstorms get a little more enthusiastic, even when you're down in the valleys that the lightning can't reach), but Portland doesn't, as a general rule, have thunderstorms. The stormfront was fairly strange; on the east side of the Willamette it was all greenish lowering clouds, but on the west side it was spotty high clouds. After the front rolled by, the low clouds broke up and headed west while the high clouds headed east. And then the sun started to set, and I (while mumbling "I need a tripod! I need a tripod") tried to take some pictures of the spooky clouds.