This cloud front is racing north …
And appears to stretch all the way from east to west . Not that I can see the westerly end …
Times like these I wish I could see from the top floor westerly fire escape balcony without having to walk all the way down to the ground floor and catch the lift back up to level 2.
Going in the elevators during a thunderstorm seems quite risky. What if there’s a power cut? Not only that, I don’t think my knees would cope descending nine floors.
The cloud is gone, but it is raining. Just a light shower emanating from the white clouds left behind. Turning into a sun shower …
Rita de Heer 