A quick trip to Portland, OR and then headed home. We travel east on I-84 and pass through the Cascade Mountains via the Columbia River Gorge. Our trip takes four hours or more depending on how often we stop. Once we passed through the mountains and could see the weather to the east I was infatuated by the storm and snapped a few photos through the windshield. For two hours we chased and occasionally crossed paths with small squalls that lagged behind. We caught up with the main cloud formation at dusk in the valley we call home. As always I wonder why I didn't take the time to pull over and make an artistic attempt to focus. As beautiful as this storm presented, it reminded me that there are many who have been dealing with some very frightening weather in their own valleys. My hearts go out to them.
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