We returned to Poplar Hill tonight. Hannah wanted to film and record the sound of the Timberdoodles. I was fascinated by clouds.

Tall cloud formations met the horizon over the barrens.

The sunset, unique every night, was not as spectacular as last week.

Hannah recorded her sound clips while I kept a lookout for bears, snapping pictures along the way.

The clouds came alive.

Rolling, turning, and rumbling.

We positioned ourselves to watch the light show. Hanging out on the top of a hill watching the lightning in the distance may not have been the smartest move, but it was an adventure!