
I was at work this past Saturday, waiting to present a program about bats (yes, I still intend to do a blog on bats), and a storm was rolling in. There had been a few sprinkles of rain, but mostly the air was just filled with wind; the sky full of dark, gray, billowing, rolling, swooping clouds. I sat and watched them for quite a while, until I had to really think about getting set up for the program. The rain held off until the program was over, when the clouds finally had to spill out their contents.
I love the smell of the air before, during and after a storm. The air pressure lets up, allowing the natural sm

I just love storms. I love the pounding rain, the thunder and lightening, the smells, the fresh clean feeling of the air after it's all over.
2 comments:
I enjoyed this one. I love storms too. I remember when ou kids wer young and we would go outside and watch the lightning and listen to the thunder and enjoy the rain.
That's probably why I love rain and thunderstorms so much. Because you helped us all enjoy them as kids.
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