Winter lightning

While pootling along in the old five seater, I was witness to the most wonderful of sights. The night sky is clear, and the stars are twinkling on a cold, frosty (5C in Turre, and it’s only 8pm) December night. Moonless, so we have a most wonderful tapestry of stars. When suddenly I saw the most incredible burst of lightning behind the Sierra Cabreras. It is black, you cannot distinguish the mountain from the sky, Continue reading Winter lightning