Flashes of intense lightning to the north, it came in quickly this time. The lightning is so bright that it reflects off my drapes for it is too powerful to be contained only to the sky.
Wanting to go out but in fear, I sit in my room by the window like a coward, a fascinated coward…not able to tear my eyes away from the sky.
Beautiful! I want to paint lighting while outside – still life! In an open field with a tree to hide under – maybe I could fly a kite and you could paint me!! — Alanna!!
Alanna: Thank you! Ha ha ha we would get if for sure! I’ll tie a key to your kite…hahahaha!