To the north and west of me, intense rain was falling, displacing large volumes of air and creating a strong downdraft. My clothing was quickly covered in dust, I could feel it between my teeth, it was in my eyes (despite aviator-shaped glasses), and bizarrely, when I rubbed my hands together, they felt like they'd had talcum powder sprinkled on them. But no rain.
Below: the height of the dust storm. Despite nearby deluges, it was still bone-dry here. The air is full of dust, the crops are waving around in the wind (I should have set a longer shutter speed to show that motion as a blur in the foreground). Looking north-east.
Below: the storm moves off to the south east. To the right, an access road leading to the S7 junction at Zamienie, on the horizon, a hill of soil stockpiled for the construction. I continue along the unasphalted and orphaned section of ulica Kórnicka, truncated by the railway line's modernisation at one end and the S7 extension at the other. Without the old pedestrian crossing, there's no access to this bit of ul. Kórnicka from Jeziorki, nor, without its connection to ul. Sikorki, from Zgorzała.
The rain caught up with me after I'd crossed back under the railway line using the culvert, it will continue to rain until midnight. The water level on the ponds is back to a healthy state, though the algae is blooming and the reeds are closing in.
This time last year:
Michalczew, Gośniewice and Warka
Jeziorki birdlife update
This time six years ago:
Inside Okęcie airport's new old terminal
This time ten years ago:
Thirty-One and Sixty-Three (short story about 19th century Polish uprisings)
This time 12 years ago:
Jeziorki to Jeziorki - the big rail loop
This time 13 years ago:
Automotive miscellany
This time 14 years ago:
South Warsaw sunsets
4 comments:
Photos remind me a bit of James Lynch's English landscape paintings.
Marek
These are lovely pics, you can almost smell the dust mixed with desperate early Summer rain.
I hope my next iPad has smellovision with SmellML tm.
@Marek - thanks for the point to James Lynch! Good stuff there.
@Ricardo - the word is 'petrichor' (Petrichor (/ˈpɛtrɪkɔːr/) is the earthy scent produced when rain falls on dry soil). Your comment (and the one on my award-winning photo!) came on the day I had a dream of living in Edwardian England in a house with the telephone number Lighthorne 003. Lighthorne, Warwickshire, close to the Northants border, many a fine expedition we conducted in those parts over 40 years ago!
petrichor - If somebody could bottle this air they'd make a million bucks!
Marek
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