Monday, June 27, 2011

Day 249

As I was sitting down to do today's self-portrait, the final echoes of tonight's storm were rumbling outside. Just as I was about to put pencil to paper, a blinding flash of lightning lit up the sky and and a crash of thunder shook the windows of the house.

I love storms, but . . . yikes, indeed...

#249 June 26, 2011,  Pen

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