While my mom’s on business in Italy, Intrepid Adventure Photographer Dr Marks has often been left to his own devices, and so, over the years, has taken a great many photographs of the Duomo in Milan. And while many would hail the grand cathedral’s spires and cupolas, there’s something to be said for Dr Marks’s masterful employment of the fish-eye lens.

 My father took these pictures from our balcony in Palm Beach just as the clouds rolled in from off the Atlantic, reminding me that there’s something magical about the weather down here. I remember when I was younger playing a soccer match a few miles south of here, the clouds coming in low but it still being bright and hot as though there were no clouds at all. The coaches didn’t hear lightning. The game went on.

Then, the skies opened up and all at once a torrential South Florida rain started to pelt down on our team. We looked across the playing field to see what we should do. But it was only raining on our side. The opposing team was dry as a bone. Their half of the field was sunny. I suppose there’s a lesson or a moral in all that. Then again, I suppose that sometimes, rain is just rain.

Below are some more photos. Click to enlarge, use the comments to write weather-related somethings (if you want). These weather-related somethings should be true, but can be lies.