We have had days and days of rain. Not light, misty, keep-the-grass-green rain. Drenching, basement-flooding rain. Sheets of it. The kind of rain that you have to pull your car over in.
When it stopped?
I made Hubby come with the boys and I to pick pumpkins at the local patch.
When I first saw this picture, I was struck by how it seems to be broken into 3 parts – the dark of the sky, the green of the strawberry plants and the light of the path and corn.
I love capturing clouds like this. This was so worth the long, wet, muddy walk back to the pumpkin patch.