Miraculous skies in the Big Sky

Thunderstorms

Angry, dark, clouds, they fill the sky,
The roar of their voices so low and loud,
The rain they drop, so heavy at times,
Tears are flowing, from the heavens so high,

Why do I love them, I do not know,
So dark, so dreary, yet mystifying at least,
I watch in amazement at the tears that fall,
Why do I love them, but I do you know,

I do not know why, I love them so dear,
A fascination of nature, I look forward too,
So angry and dark, why do I care,
I long for them, wish for them, when they are near

~ B.J. Ayers

Hilltop glows under an angry sky

Hilltop glows under an angry sky

Fire in Sky

Fire in Sky

Multi-hued Panorama of the great storm

Multi-hued Panorama of the great storm

The dying of the light against the storm

The dying of the light against the storm

Written by Radd Icenoggle

I am a native Montanan, who has spent a lifetime as an outdoors and wildlife enthusiast. I earned a degree in biology with an emphasis on habitat relations. During my studies, I had the great fortune to research and compose a thesis that explored the effects of slope aspect on...
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