The Weir

I left work a little early today and drove straight to my mate Ken's place near Stanthorpe, a two and a half hour drive. By the time I got there I was a bit knackered. On the way I managed to drive through two big thunder storms, the second of which was accompanied by torrential rain and hail. Luckily the hail wasn't too big.
This is a picture of the weir with the second storm retreating as the sun went down.