I thought I loved the photos I lost from the storm, but I like this one more. I was out in the pasture the moment the storm began to clear, there is something spiritual, cleansing, reaffirming at the end of a storm, the moment when the sun begins to break from the clouds. It suggest light after dark, hope, the day that follows night. It is always a special moment, a beautiful moment for me. I was glad I was there with the camera to capture it. It has been a long and challenging winter, if you look at the light, any photographer will recognize the change in it, it speaks of Spring.