It looks like the end of the world out there but it’s only Asperitas.
I look out of the window and I know something seriously weird is happening.
It looks like the end of the world is brewing.
I trot outside with my camera and the intensity of the cloud formations is something I’ve not seen here before. It looks as if it ought to be Kansas, not Orkney.
All the clouds here have hard edges as if whoever has drawn them has yet to smooth them out.
I look back at Einar and am struck by how different the clouds are in that direction:
Is there a storm brewing? Will I get soaked before I get back to the house? Will aliens appear? Am I in a science fiction movie?
I’m told by my Facebook friend Iona that they are asperitas clouds.
They are awe-inspiring.
What a day to be alive and stare at the sky.