I was born during a midsummer thunderstorm in Minnesota.
And I have always loved thunderstorms.
Whether those two things are related, I can't be sure, but ... it sounds cute :)
We had a little lightning in the distance Tuesday night, and a few very isolated sprinkles. I was so disappointed that I wasn't able to get any pictures of lightning. But I sat out there trying.
Now its Weds night..... errrr...3am Thursday morning, and I am laying here listening to the wind whistle and the rain falling. There's nothing better than a good desert rainstorm. I love the smell of rain, especially in the desert. And when the rain is done, the air smells cleaner.
Sometimes a thunderstorm is like a good cry, it washes away a lot of things, and creates a fresh start.
I hope that's a sign that today will be a very good day :)
Happy Thursday everyone!
Sunshine
is delicious,
rain is refreshing,
wind braces us up,
snow is
exhilarating;
there is really no such thing as bad weather,
only
different kinds of good weather.
~John Ruskin
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