Let's hope it's a perfect storm
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September 2, 2008 at 11:34pm
Oh bliss! Flashes of lightning and thunder-claps in the distance, drawing closer by the minute…..one of the perks of living high on a hill is watching storms approach. I love it, I love it!
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So that’s what it was!! I thought it was Gowzef’s terremot sneaking up on us :)
Be careful, that exciting electricity can travel some distance through wires and force you to have equipment worked on when it burns up modems, and bits of your computer. I always pull the plug on my various machines when I know such storms are possible. I do miss summer rain storms – I don’t miss shoveling snow however ;-)
i don’t
[Daphne – Well, it turned out it wasn’t; just a couple of minutes of rain and everything in the garden still looks parched.]
I also see a storm approaching,a very frightening storm.It is a storm you seem to welcome but you’ll be swept away by it just the same as the rest of us.
Brigantes: How pedantic.
Bah, got to wash my car again.
I’m jealous!
I’m so happy it rained – perhaps it’s the beginning of the end of this year’s summer.
I love winter too much.
[Daphne – You’re not alone in that, only the heat and humidity seem to be much worse today.]
@Brigantes – have you just been watching Elizabeth, The Golden Age by any chance – ‘there is a wind coming which will sweep away your pride, madam’ – Spanish Ambassador to Elizabeth I.
from where I am writing there is nothing but rain and more to come and I love it. It’s London. On arrival it was raining and the passenger sitting next to me looked at me as if to say ‘sorry for the weather’ but i said ‘how nice’! There’s nothing like a long hot summer to make you wish for some cold rainy day…
I love it when it rains for days any everywhere floods. There’s nothing worse than a boring day when nothing extraordinary happens. Don’t you just wish for extreme gale force winds which blow a couple of cars into the sea?
[Daphne – I woke up this morning to find that The Times had published a fabulous photograph of a streak of lightning framed in what is more or less the view from my living-room window, taken at midnight. And damn, I had my back to the window at the time.]