I love rumbling, booming thunder.
What we’re having right now is the other kind, the kind that cracks like a gun shot and scares the living shit out of you, especially if it wakes you up out of a deep sleep. But it’s an awesome sound and light show from Mother Nature. (Who needs fireworks? And I got some good cuddle time with the cat that is priceless.)
This is my kind of weather — dark and moody and rainy. You can almost smell Fall just around the corner. Almost.
Life Begins at 41...or maybe 43 