I woke up this morning to a very odd sound -- thunder. I got up to watch a bit of lightning before the rain started. Lightning is so pretty, and it's such an awe-inspiring force. After the light and sound show lasted for a few minutes, the rain started. And not that annoying kind of rain that's really too hard and can't get into the dirt before it drains away and then stops after 5 minutes. No, this was the kind of drenching rain that makes yard-owners everywhere smile. The kind of slow rain that could last an hour or more, and keep you from having to water the yard for at least a week.
I can't remember the last time we had a really good thunderstorm, but I love it when it does. It smells like heat all stirred up, and just seems cathartic and cleansing. Mmmmmm.... summer rains.
The Monk of Mokha by Dave Eggers
2 months ago