Old Weird Ward
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Sunday, July 11, 2004
- - - - - More Sunday, Or God's Own Light Show - - - - -
We (the kids and me) went out to lunch at the local Cracker Barrel today, just because. We don't go out to eat a lot - Mrs. OWW is one of the world's better cooks. But Herself took today off to do some more shopping for clothing, this time for OWW. I'm not sniveling at all. I hate shopping for clothing. Anyway, while SHE was out shopping, the Wrecking Crew did lunch.
On the way to lunch, we ooo'd and ahhh'd at the cloud formations. Big, tall, flat-bottomed, towering thunder-storm-type clouds. And, while we were eating, a little rain hit the parking lot, but was done by the time we got out. And we ooo'd and ahhh'd some more at the big, tall, flat-bottomed, towering thunder-storm-type clouds.
We'd been home about thirty minutes when the lightning FLASHED, and the thunder BOOMED. No preliminaries, no far-off muttering, just FLASH and BOOM. And the sky opened up. It's been going like the Flood for the last four hours. Must've got three inches or so.
And, you might ask, why is this so remarkable?
I lived in LA and San Jose for a total of forty-three years. In the summer, in LA or SJ, if it rains a tenth of an inch on a day in July, the locals crash their cars into each other with great abandon, and if there is thunder and lightning, we would gaze in awe and wonder.
Which is what I've been doing for the last four hours.
God's Own Light Show, with percussion accompaniment.
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