and this strike even started a fire...which the rain promptly extinguished.
My husband and I have enjoyed watching thunderstorms for years. Living in the Pacific Northwest, we get little opportunity for viewing, though this year has had more activity than most. But the storm this evening was quite dramatic. Lots of strikes, including two that started small range fires, lots of thunder, lots of wind, and thankfully, lots of rain right on the heels of the lightning. We stayed out on the front deck as long as we could, but soon the rain was blowing in, as far as the sliding door. So we retreated inside, and watched from the living room. I'm thinking there will be fewer cobwebs to brush off the house tomorrow...though our spiders are an industrious lot, and won't take long to begin new webs.
I have always enjoyed weather...as long as I have had a safe, warm place to retreat to. I recall one violent storm while I was tent camping, and a thundersnow while traveling. (We ended up snowbound on that one.) The experiences may not have been the best while occurring...but somehow, they are still etched on my brain as positive things, and certainly worthy of a few tales. So, tonight, thankfulness for safety and dryness, but most of all, an appreciation for the wonder of the weather, and the freshness that comes after the storm.
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