The storm moved through fast. I stayed in the field while the last of the rain fell somewhere I couldn't reach, hanging in the air, never touching the ground. Then the light of sunset lit up the sky. I've chased a lot of weather across the prairies. Most of it I never catch. This time I was in the right spot at the right time, standing in wet crop up to my knees, being an all you can eat buffet for the swarms of mosquitos. Some images are about the moment the storm arrives. This one is about after.