Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967)

 as tonight. The general color was pink. At times some bolts took on a yellow tinge. Some were so near that they appeared a glowing blue and again pale violet. There were no lulls; the display was constant and boisterous almost. The sky was a livid map of rivers. At times there were rapid successions of flashes, seeming to arise by contagion. At rare intervals, the falling rain caught flashes and glittered brilliantly.There comes time in all storms when there is a sudden lull. The rain ceases