Celebrating the solstice with a severe thunderstorm in Jacksonville. A hot afternoon in Florida just about guarantees a storm of varying degrees of severity. This baby blew up over Jacksonville while we were visiting the Jacksonville Zoo, and then I insisted that we chase it around a bit. You do not want to ride in a car with me when I am chasing. I steer with my right knee while I take my pictures. This is an exceptionally stupid practice and I cannot recommend it. Mr. B. will tell you that I did this today while driving over a high bridge.
I was hoping to get a picture of Jacksonville’s most notorious tourist attraction–the twin nuclear cooling towers on the St. John’s River–but the storm refused to move in that direction. Instead, I found a couple of urban-ugly processing plants and used the storm as a backdrop.
The aftermath of the storm was a beautiful, hot-poker sunset (taken in Alachua with raindrops on my windshield):