MPLS Skyline
Red Sweater Girl, We saw you there, with your camera, gazing skyward at the developing storm. A penultimate opportunity to capture a stormy image was upon you. To the North and to the East, the cloud deck expanded in all directions. Rumbling overhead, thunderous crescendos alerted us it was time to depart from the unprotected beach. Droplets the size of quarters fell around us, creating miniature craters in the sand, if only for a moment. Red Sweater Girl, We hope the image you were searching for found your lens . . .
