As I was letting the dogs out yet again this evening, I noticed the setting sun was illuminating large thunderheads to the east. There were storm clouds all around and some occasional thunder, but the lightning wasn’t too good. It reminded me of my early days as a newspaper photographer when I made one of my all-time favorite photos. There was a large thunderstorm rolling across the flat fields of Central Indiana. I drove down a small country road to where lightning was hitting behind a farm house. So I stopped in the road, got out my tripod and made a great shot of lighting coming through a cloud and lighting up the farmhouse. I was pretty proud of the shot until everyone at the paper pointed out how stupid I was to be standing out in the middle of a field where the tallest object was my metal tripod.