I had no intention of going out at sunset on Sunday because an hour earlier there were no clouds.
While doing dishes in front of the west facing kitchen window, I saw clouds building on the horizon and moving fast.
No time to go far, so I chose the barn spot ten minutes away. Good spot anyway. Highest spot on the ridge with a nice sweeping view to the west.
The winds were still intense, but not as bad as the day before and at least this time they were no where near as cold.
In the shots, this time, that’s rain coming down.
Colder than I thought it would be.
But at least I could get next to the east facing wall.
The wind would die completely, I wasn’t getting pelted by rain and if felt down right balmy out.