‘Tis raining. Or was. Is. Whoa, thunder. Shook the whole house just now.
The Sister accidentally kicked the cat in the face in her haste to answer the door for my mom.
I arrived home about half an hour before the sun faded away and the clouds rolled in. As I sat outside and felt the breeze pick up, I began to hear the inevitable chorus of sirens that always seem to preface a big storm here on the outskirts of downtown Orlando. A lone coruscant bolt of lightening touched down to the horizon. I counted off the seconds before the rumble of thunder.
The wind was blowing so strong, sending bits of branches and dust and flotsam and jetsam flying everywhere. A broken container from our neighbor’s trash heap tumbled across their lawn.
It’s amazing…from a bright hot sun, to a gray cool thunderstorm. Within minutes.