Right now. We has a little thunderstorm right down on top of us. A small one.
The smell of the wet dust coming in through my window requires a word not in the language of me.
Dust wet. Lightning flash. Wind teasing, unruly!
Big and stronger storm just east of me. More north and east, too. What a pretty storm!
Right on top of our city wells.
Little tiny failures are bending off one of these buildings.
Okay, I can fix that. This isn't difficult.
This is so kind and gentle a storm. Thank you, Storm People. I've been having a hard time lately, and this is a gift.
Now with lightning!
lol. Got to keep the Storm Fear Dog from running out and bailing over the fence. I did, though, order a ThunderShirt for my dear dog Casey, and I'll let all of you beautiful people know how that works out.
Meanwhile, storm coming in! Line of storms from the west washing over us? Yep, looks like it.
Yay!