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National Geographic's "The Photographs" had a picture of forked lightning that was titled "Nature's Most Spectacular Special Effect". Their picture must have had 15 forks and this one has only one. It's even blurry. But I took it and it feels like the first time I've 'captured' something, and so it's here.

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psnob said…
heh congrats! i've been wanting to capture lightning for a while now :)
oh and nca - sort of, am taking a course in video production. completely wrong timing an everything, but :/
SR said…
amazing pic
psnob said…
i dunno...you ever heard of anyone taking a course somewhere else in the summer of their junior year? :/ bad timing, just. should be, i dunno, getting internships or something, off off an away scene..
psnob said…
that would be up up and away. :/
Batool said…
hey mon how about a new post? :) beautiful picture.
sports freak said…
dude you nuts...? this picture rocks of its own accord, especially in the smaller view. post some more . .especially given your recent tourist-mindset :P
or maybe you could create a totally separate blog for pictures? if you're upto the khuwari of maintaining it that is ..

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