Yesterday we had one of the first good thunder storms of the season. I love a good storm, don't you?
It started out slowly. I took Cordelia onto the back porch and she smiled up and me as we were hit with the first gentle drops. What must it be like to feel rain for the first time? I wish I remembered.
We went back inside as the real action started to happen, a serious downpour complete with thunder and a few flashes of lightning. We ate vegan pizza as we waited for the storm to roll over.
It was gone just as fast as it hit. Everything was quiet and fresh, the birds started chirping again, tentatively at first and then letting loose in full celebration (sadly feasting on the poor brainless worms).