thunderstorms
Jul. 16th, 2003 09:15 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
maderrdoes anyone else love these as much as I do. we had a gorgeous one this evening, you seldom see them as perfect as that. it started slow, just rumbling thunder and faint lightening in the distance. then the sky grew gradually darker, both from the increasingly late hour and the gathering clouds. I sat on the porch to watch it.
Most of the sky was dark, but right along the skyline it was still a fusion of reds, pinks, and purples. My entire street was dark except for a few street lights, one of which was flickering. The thunder was powerful enough to shake everything, you could feel it rumbling in your chest. The lightening was a mix of sharp bolts that almost looked blue at times, and the flashes that bath everything in light for just an instant. When it's gone, everything appears to be much darker than before. Next the rain starts, soundless and noisy all at once. Mixed with the rain and thunder was the sound of one cicada from the tree in front of the house. Everything seems so still in the midst of the storm, and the air is that perfect shade of cool. For once there's no humidity.
I never grow tired of watching storms. My books and a good cup of coffee are the only things I love more in the world.
Most of the sky was dark, but right along the skyline it was still a fusion of reds, pinks, and purples. My entire street was dark except for a few street lights, one of which was flickering. The thunder was powerful enough to shake everything, you could feel it rumbling in your chest. The lightening was a mix of sharp bolts that almost looked blue at times, and the flashes that bath everything in light for just an instant. When it's gone, everything appears to be much darker than before. Next the rain starts, soundless and noisy all at once. Mixed with the rain and thunder was the sound of one cicada from the tree in front of the house. Everything seems so still in the midst of the storm, and the air is that perfect shade of cool. For once there's no humidity.
I never grow tired of watching storms. My books and a good cup of coffee are the only things I love more in the world.
