We could see the storm coming, there was lightning in the distance, big looming clouds. We were driving in the car, headed home for some dinner. The first drops hit along with some gusty winds. We drove past two women and their dogs who were running home to avoid the full brunt of the storm. Then it slammed down on us, no little preliminary droplets, just a sudden cloudburst.
We pulled our car into the garage and left the door open for a moment so we could watch the rain fall in the street; slipping down from treetops and into the gutters which quickly became little rivers.
Eventually we set up by the window in the living room so Cordelia could say, "Its waining" about 9 zillion times.
Then it was over. The wind gusts stayed on, pushing the storm clouds away. The sun peaked out. Birds came out from their hideaways to hunt for (poor baby) worms. We opened all of the doors and windows to let in the fresh cool air. Perfect.
The passing storm
Stars and vines
Robin on the fence
Looking through the back door
How was your night?