16
May
Switching gears, another reason for dark clouds in the sky in April (though isn’t it eerie how white the sky is in the tornado pictures?), there was a huge fire north of town halfway through the month. 
It’s hard to take pictures of just smoke, but this — the top of a hill next to the hill where these firefighters are located — is as close as I could safely get. 
The fire was originally a structure fire as well as over a dozen antique cars, but it quickly spread to the surrounding area. It was moving unbelievably quickly. When I arrived there was no fire visible from where I stood, but by the time I took this picture it had crept down the ditch next to the fire truck and combusted the brush across the road, leaving those blackened burn traces.
Obviously, I got out of there right after taking a few pictures. This one, I think, turned out particularly well. I love trying to count how many firefighters are visible. The closer you look, the more you find.
Predictably, it didn’t print well. But, hey, that’s why I’m putting it on the internet.

Switching gears, another reason for dark clouds in the sky in April (though isn’t it eerie how white the sky is in the tornado pictures?), there was a huge fire north of town halfway through the month. 

It’s hard to take pictures of just smoke, but this — the top of a hill next to the hill where these firefighters are located — is as close as I could safely get. 

The fire was originally a structure fire as well as over a dozen antique cars, but it quickly spread to the surrounding area. It was moving unbelievably quickly. When I arrived there was no fire visible from where I stood, but by the time I took this picture it had crept down the ditch next to the fire truck and combusted the brush across the road, leaving those blackened burn traces.

Obviously, I got out of there right after taking a few pictures. This one, I think, turned out particularly well. I love trying to count how many firefighters are visible. The closer you look, the more you find.

Predictably, it didn’t print well. But, hey, that’s why I’m putting it on the internet.

16
May

It’s a twister?

At the end of April we had a tornado in Odessa, which is my absolute worst fear. Emma the Big Red Dog was more afraid than I was, though. She was so terrified she couldn’t stay at home alone after and had to come with me to take pictures (she stayed in the car).

Heres the front page and the jump with the story I wrote about the storm and the pictures that ran with it (these are all alternates). It’s some pretty crazy stuff! We had a slight correction, Granny got a call while editing and misunderstood and put in the story that the siren behind the police station didn’t go off when it most-definitely did. Other than that… right as, well, rain.