This 1:45 this afternoon I sat at my desk in front of a window, but had to turn on my reading lamp. As is usual during summer when we have very high temperatures and equally high humidity and a cool front comes in from the northwest we have a thunder booming lightning storm with torrential downpour.  It had just begun to rain and the winds bent the cottonwoods toward the house when I got the come hither sign from Peg. She just stands nearby curling her pointing finger to signal I should jump to her attention. I did, because I have learned that it is easier to jump than it is to withstand the wrath of a woman scorned. She walked me to the back windows in the now sun-less sun-room and pointed at the trees bending in the wind and the rain rolling off the roof. She fully expected me to say “we should go hide in a closet downstairs in the basement.” Instead, I responded with “gee, this is really a beautiful thunder boomer, I haven’t seen a storm like this in a long time.” I went to the front door and cracked it open to feel how much the temperature had dropped. Lightening struck across the street lighting up the dark windy rain-swept sky followed by a thunder crack the likes of which shook the house. WOW, that was close. I’d crap my pants if the flagpole took a direct hit. Peg looked at me and said, “you’re weird.”
“Thanks for the compliment. You think this is bad? I’ve slept in a tent on the East shore of the Bay of Fundy in a storm worse than this. I can go on, and on telling you stories about exactly where I huddled in a tent when we got hit by this kind of storm Relax and enjoy nature at her finest.”
“Like I said, you’re weird.”
Five minutes later the rain stopped, the thunder subsided, and the sky lightened.
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