The Dancer

I sat out of the back of my car with my cameras pointing towards the mountains as a powerful storm made its way off of them. I sat in the trunk of my car wanting a big bolt to strike, but also in fear of one hitting me. They were close, beautiful and incredibly powerful... and incredibly loud. The boom from the expansion of air rumbled past me as I ducked in my car. A rush of fear quickly turned into a scream for joy as I checked my camera. "Got it" I said to no one.