Stormy Night

Newscasters kept interrupting Friday Night Lights last night, filling the 47 inch tv screen with an angry splash of orange and red,warning us there were massive storms on the way. About 9:30 we hurried the dogs into the yard to take care of their nightly duties before the rain hit.   In the yard behind us, heard but not seen, the teenage boy who lived there was still bouncing his basketball in the darkness.  The orchard sparkled with the lights of a million frantic fireflies.

We hadn’t been inside for ten minutes when I heard the rushing of wind.  Our mountainous pine trees swayed menacingly, and the roof was pelted with small limbs and sticks flying through the air.  I gathered all the candles in one place,  put a  flashlight at the ready.  Electricity flickered, but never died.

Soon the rain came, blowing in sheets across the driveway and down the street, huge droplets being chased by the wind.  Only 1/2 inch fell, I heard later – a small amount compared to the two inches we got in one hour a weekend ago.

I love storms, and can hardly resist standing in front of the big picture window watching the show outside.  Even as a child, I pouted when my mother and grandmother would herd us all into the basement at the first dark cloud.  There’s a magical feeling about being safe inside while the familiar world around you becomes wild and furious.

This morning, all is calm and clear.  The sun beams down, the yard is something of a sauna, the flowers stand stalwart and strong.  It’s not unlike life, is it?  Storms rage in our hearts and souls, and yet somehow we continue to pick ourselves up and carry on.  Resilience, I suppose you’d call it.  We come by it naturally, a means of survival in this windswept world.

How about you?  Do you like stormy weather? Or does the first thunderbolt send you right under the covers?

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4 thoughts on “Stormy Night

  1. We get so few thunder storms here that when one hits I can’t help watching and counting the seconds between thunder and lightening. I love a good storm, but only when I can be inside, warm and safe. We get lots of rain here – crashing, pouring rain – and wind too, the kinds that lead to flooding and downed trees.

  2. We had an afternoon porch party with the kids a few afternoons ago as a fast moving storm passed through. Thunder and lightning does scare me, though, so I like storms best when they’re coming and going– not right on top of me.

    ps- you had me at Friday Night Lights. 🙂

  3. Thunderstorms are fascinating when viewed from the safety of a home window. But when they hit too close, they’re terrifying. Nature can boom, crash, and flash all she wants as long as she keeps her distance!

  4. Glad you didn’t get damage. We heard the same things during whatever it was we were watching — some movie, I guess. Looked like it was going your way. I enjoy storms when I feel safe — when they get a little hairy (or a little too loud), I’d like to pass. Wish we had more rain from it — still had to water the next day!

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