It is no secret, if you have read this blog long, that I love thunder and lightning storms. I do. I like the wind, and the grumbling thunder that gets louder and louder, until with a flash of temper unleashed, the storm hits. I like to watch the storms approach. I like to smell the ozone. The best storms are the ones that come in from more than one direction. The thunder rolls across one end of the sky to the other. I love that sensation of being in the middle of something way larger than myself. We have a storm moving in right now, and I'm waiting.
Never does a storm move in without Jethro Tull playing in the back of my mind. They're one of my favorites too.
We've lost the power once already while I was typing this and listening to the thunder, so I will close and shut down the computer.