I was fortunate to see this storm from beginning to end. They usually creep in during times I am sleeping or unaware. This morning our sun rose behind the mountains and there was blue sky above me. A storm rolled towards Cedar City like a giant tidal wave from the west. The green that reached for Spring was blanketed in white. The newborn calves lay at their mother's heels in the fields. The storm left as quickly as it came over the eastern range. The wildness here fascinates me.
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