The storm August 7

We were having our lunch on the terrace when I heard the sharp low sound of a thunder coming from the mountain's' side. Some birds flew fast from that direction and I could feel the smell of the rain bringing some fresh air even though it has not hit the terrace floor yet.

I run for my camera hoping to get at least one picture of the lighting dancing between the mountains, the sky and the hollow below us.

I would not say I gave up to easily, eventually I felt minor pain in my right eye and my hands begun to freeze. I could not capture one picture of the lights, they were faster than my shutter.

I sat back to the table putting my camera on the top.

"At least you will have two hundred pictures of the rain" he laughed.