Isolated storm cell approaching San Cristobal and points north. One of those moments where I just have to pull over and watch what happens. I always make an image, for the record, but didn’t think this one would have much impact at this point. When I awoke this morning I heard my wife exclaim “look how green things are”! The fields and grass were noticeably brighter. This one had become an overnight ground soaker. Thanks for looking. G
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