Aug
12
2009
Rolling thunder
I know rainy days are bad for the folks who work and play outside.
But I love them. We live in a place where stormy weather is occasional, not constant. And the occasional storms remind us of how good the sunny days are. That is not a metaphor.
A good thunderstorm makes me want a cup of tea and a quilt, and lots of warm fuzzy thoughts. A storm brings rain, which we usually need. It also brings accidents and traffic and lightening and power surges and frizzy hair.
But overall, I really love it. I wish I had a front porch and a swing like at my parents house. It let’s you feel like your in the storm, without being in it. It’s a little frightening, and a little bit cleansing.
And the power just went out. Hmm.
Anyhow, go storm!!! Yay!!!
