Chronicle of the formation of a storm.

Normally we see a storm (or we remember it) when we have it above our heads if we are outdoors or when we feel the incessant noise of the rain on the roof of our houses, the glass of our windows, the sound of the wind with the pounding rain or the menacing sound of thunder.

However, storms do not form out of nowhere. There is a whole process from the beginning to the end that changes the whole aspect of the sky.

The curious thing is that we rarely stop to observe it carefully to understand its true beauty. Because such a complex process can form (and disappear) completely, in a few hours.

I have taken the trouble to document a storm, from the moments in which the absolutely blue sky does not seem to herald any change, until the precise moment when the rain unleashes, sometimes calm, other times torrential.

With all the meaning that they have: longed for at the beginning, feared during their development. Rain is desired, but in the right amount and with the right rhythm, forgetting that in nature these regular patterns do not exist.

I live in a country where rain is traditionally welcomed because of the positive aspect it has on the country's economy, especially in the agricultural sector. Since I was little I grew up seeing clouds as omens of storms and the beneficial effect of rainwater.

Sometimes that longing becomes a source of damage when the water falls not only copiously but also with great violence. Not to mention that sometimes it is accompanied by stones (hail) that destroy any type of crop, causing serious economic and financial difficulties for small agricultural producers.

However, the different stages in the formation of a storm are a true spectacle. Which starts with an absolutely blue sky (especially in summer) when air currents cause the clouds to move quickly and therefore the day can present itself with a clear sky early in the morning, cloudy by mid-morning , with rain at noon and again an absolutely blue sky in the afternoon.

The clouds that are covering the sun are giving it a somewhat surreal aspect, with a color that goes from orange to red crossed by the gray of the clouds that are gradually darkening, and that from then on will be the appearance most outstanding of all the firmament. They are the ones who announce and will definitely bring the rain.

The colors vary from the absolute light blue of the sky where no clouds are visible, to the final dark leaden gray before the rain starts, passing through a whole range of intermediate colors.

The final rain is only the corollary that I could not document as I would have liked, but in the same way the prolegomena of its formation are in all the images.

Nature is wise, friends #hivers and it surprises us at every moment of our lives.

Until next time!