Enjoying the summer weather

[SeaCat]

I arrived home from a bit of shopping. It was drizzling a bit but off to the north and west it was even darker. I could hear the muttering of thunder in the distance and after watching the clouds for a bit I knew what was coming.

I brewed up a pot of coffee and moved the chairs on the patio around a bit.

My wife and I took our places as the sky darkened and it got louder. We poured our cups full of coffee and settled in to watch the storm. (One of those pleasures I truly enjoy.)

The wind was kicking up from the west and north as the rain started falling a bit harder. Before long we were in the middle of the Summer Storm.

It was almost as dark as it gets at night yet that darkness was split by the flashes of the Lightening. There were times when the Lightening was close and low enough that we felt the thunder even as we heard it.

We didn't bother trying to talk, it was too loud for that. We just sat there watching, listening and enjoying the storm even as we drank our coffee.

The storm blew through in less than an hour, but it was a truly enjoyable hour.

Cat

 

[lisa123414]

Something about a hard rain, with thunder and lightning, I have enjoyed this since I was a child. Some of my earliest memories, are watching a thunderstorm. As a child I would sit in the garage, with the door open and watch the storm. If there were not lightning, or perhaps no on around who knew the danger (I certainly did not) I would run and play in the rain. We had grass ditch rivers running under the driveways in our neighborhood. We would run athwart the driveway, and jump, and slide forever in the wet grass ditch.

thanks for bringing back that memory, cat.

and by the way, somehow there was not litter in the ditch, upon which to be scratched or cut. either someone picked it up, or there were not hedonists there at the time.

 

[TheeGoatPig]

I've always enjoyed standing quiet out in the first big snow of the winter. The sound of snow falling is really peaceful. The light that lingers around the house, or the office for that matter, is just mesmerizing.

The last couple of years haven't given me that kind of awe. Snow has been light lately. But there will be other storms to admire.

 

[SeaCat]

Something about a hard rain, with thunder and lightning, I have enjoyed this since I was a child. Some of my earliest memories, are watching a thunderstorm. As a child I would sit in the garage, with the door open and watch the storm. If there were not lightning, or perhaps no on around who knew the danger (I certainly did not) I would run and play in the rain. We had grass ditch rivers running under the driveways in our neighborhood. We would run athwart the driveway, and jump, and slide forever in the wet grass ditch.

thanks for bringing back that memory, cat.

and by the way, somehow there was not litter in the ditch, upon which to be scratched or cut. either someone picked it up, or there were not hedonists there at the time.

I can remember living for several years in Upstate New York. We kids would do things like sliding through the long grasses in the ditches. (I picked up almost 200 hundred stitches sledding one witner but that's another story.) This was at least 30 years ago and we still had to be carefull of some ditches.

When I moved to the Cape we had another thing we did. We did what we called yard surfing. (This involved a six by six oot piece of Plywood and heavy rains. One would place the Plywood on a flooded lawn, back off then take a running approach to the Plywood. Jumping onto the wood you would sail across the yard. It was fun but not without it's risks.)

I have always enjoyed weather, the wilder the better. When Hurricane Bob hit Cape Cod in the late eighties early nineties I sat in the garage with the door open and watched it until I go called out by the Fire Department. Then I was in the middle of it cutting people out of their cars or digging them out of their houses.

During the Nor'Easters we dealt with on Cape Cod nearly every year I was usually outside.

During Hurricanes Francis, Jean and Wilma I was in the Hospital, but I still managed to be able to watch it.

Maybe I should have become a Meteorologist?

Cat