Last week an interesting round of thunderstorms rolled through Denver and the eastern plains of the state. While not my best lightning photography, it was still nice to shoot a summer storm.

As yesterday’s workday closed to an end, once again the blue skies parted ways to their ominous thundercloud counterparts. Just in time to delay our departure for the Izakaya Den to celebrate our 4th anniversary, the clouds yielded rain and hail in quantities large enough to flood the streets of Capitol Hill for yet another time this week. After some tasty sushi, we returned home, uncorked a bottle of Avant Peche (which was delightful after some aging) and set up on the balcony to watch yet another lightning show. As if the night prior couldn’t be topped, for over an hour the night sky was nothing but bursts of light as if the gods were orchestrating their own firework show. Consequently, I was once again lucky enough to get even more material than the night prior.

Needless to say the weather around these parts has been a bit on the intense side this past week. Beginning with last Thursday afternoon’s storm akin to a hurricane, or at least what I imagine one to be like, with rain that flooded the streets and my windows accompanied by pounding winds that did unspeakable things to our tomato plants, there has been little shelter from the storms this past week. Last night was no exception. As the NL closed out their win in the All-Star game over the AL, another storm came barreling through the Denver Metro Area. In the midst of the storm was nothing but flashes of purple, green and blue light to accompany the torrential downpour. Once the storm moved northeast I was able to set up and get the photograph above which rivals my best storm photographs to date.