silhouette of birds flying under cloudy sky

One afternoon last summer, I was just chilling in my bedroom editing some photos when I notice my room fill with an orange glow. I look out the window, stunned at the sight of these wonderful orange fluffy clouds, dipping down, reaching for the Earth. I grab my camera and run outside, snapping photos left and right. I watched as a brand new world unfolded right above me. No shot was the same, with very cloud speaking and calling my name. Suddenly I hear a crack of thunder in the distance, and I feel it roll under my feet. The wind blowing against me. The flap of wings. The clicks of my camera.