And here we go again! Clouds are forming fast, wind is picking up and there is a far drumming sound slowly getting nearer. Another summer storm in Vienna.

One minute is hot and sunny and the other it becomes stuffier and dark. I can feel it in my head. I still remember how my father would tell me he was sure rain was coming. He said his foot was never wrong when it hurt a special way. I always laughed it off but he was mostly right.

Before the inevitable explosion, there is this special light that illuminates the buildings around, just like a painting.


Even the pigeons seem to know what is coming …

And here it is, summer rain! The photographer in me jumps into action, what are a few drops after all ?