This view is from the farm where I was raised. I have numerous photos taken from this spot, but this one is one of my favorites, and I call it "Pending Storm." The tree on the left was merely a twig planted by my parents when they first moved to the farm. Several years before this photo was taken, that tree was struck by lightning. The tree survived the strike, but it was left with a wound that took many years to heal. Next to the tree was a large propane tank that, fortunately, did not explode.
Nature is a mysterious and wonderful force, one that I respect and admire.
I live in town now, but I miss the open vistas of the farm. I miss seeing the approaching storms.