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:: They’re tendrils of light, wicked with amperes, coulombs and megajoules …
:: A vision in voltage that sparked my night and then my morning,
:: Cracking the sky into pieces until it murmured, then crumbled into a cup of reverie.
I was awake for this 2am electrical storm over Seattle … one that didn’t stir a soul for its bare whisper of thunder. For more than an hour, these forks of lightning bolted across the sky, and I figured if I left my shutter open long enough, I’d capture one or two. I shot these images through my [not so clean] living room window, with my camera propped up on the window sill. Stats: 12mm (m.zuiko 12-50mm), ISO200, 15sec, f8. Triptych created in Photoshop.
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I’ll leave you with this Lightning Safety Sheet (pdf) from the National Weather Service site. My favorite quote from it:
“Lightning laughs at two inches of rubber!”
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Love these images Ingrid, I can almost “feel” the storm!
Thanks, Mia. It was the most silent, prolonged electrical storm I’ve been in.
Spectacular shots! Very nice colors-that middle on is unreal. Nice job!
Amazing as we rarely get such a storm here : )
I found 2 trees a day later that were hit by bolts, one was obliterated and split!
Thank you kindly, John. That storm was unreal … particularly all of the lightning in the context of no rain and very little thunder. I didn’t even pull out my camera right away because I thought it would be fleeting. And then, I thought it would end at any second. Finally, I just had to do something because it was persisting.