We had our first thunderstorm of the season on Saturday. The thunder rumbled and the lightning crackled in a most satisfying way. I remember being a very small child, laying in the dark, and crying silently in fear during a storm.
Now a night time thunderstorm is one of my favorite things.
Along with stones,
waking up slowly,
fountains (inside and outside),
big loyal dogs,
friendly purring cats,
fresh baked bread,
Let's see Julie Andrews make a song out of that mix.
The best thunderstorm moment I ever had was in the desert. I was driving a car in Arizona, and there was a blinding flash of lightning that was so near that the crack of thunder was simultaneous.
The whole thing scared the wits out me.
The hair on my arms stood up.
I was surrounded by electricity.
It was awesome.