It’s a show of phenomenal proportions. Lightning, hail, outrageous downpour, I mean its something. There I am glued to the deck watching it roll in. I feel the air electrify the hair on my arms and dampen my face, as it all comes down with force and the All Mighty God of effort. And I am the only one. Every shade is pulled, every light on, in every home I can see. Where there are no lamps, there is the flicker of TV’s behind those shades. No one is watching. I thought we loved reality shows? It doesn’t get any realer than this, eh? In my wilder, more rebellious moments, I consider standing on the deck naked and calling out, “Outrageous thunderstorm, naked neighbor — Whoop! Whoop!”. The older I get the more I understand Lady Godiva. Sometimes humanity needs a little audacity.
The storm demands wild self expression. Each clap of thunder is an affront to the eaves and a banging on the front door. Who let the dogs out, indeed. Hail turns summer grass into winter cold, and trees bend as Muslims at prayer in a Mosque. “I will tear off your roofs and rip the panes from the frames”, she wails, as her storm clouds pass overhead. She is unimpressed by closed up homes and in parts of the city she demonstrates that fact with tornadoes and flooding.
How can we all be so asleep? When did we leave nature so thoroughly behind that Zeus’s lightning bolt is shuttered out, as we turn up the old tele?
Photos by Noelle
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I was just thinking that I need to capture lightning some day. Perhaps I’ll see you outside. 🙂
Honestly, you can’t imagine how many shots I took trying to catch that lightning. Ridiculous beast. It was more elusive than a jaguar.
We’ll have to keep trying but the clouds you captured are phenomenal.
Beautiful!
Thank you!
Is that what a tornado looks like? Im a weather wimp…
No, that is just a nasty storm. A tornado usually has a very dark center, whitish bottom and brilliant sky around it. The tornado that touched down in Longmont took out a few house, but no one was hurt.
Exciting drama going on above their heads! Mother Nature must get frustrated trying to catch peoples attention….
Word to that!
LOVE!
Blessings, my friend
You did justice to the beautiful narrative of the Storm, N.
I remember struggling to know what to write about. Now I look out the window and wonder how I’ll narrow it down. Blessings, my friend.
Ha ha. Love it. Inspiration can be bigger than we can handle.
I realize that storms can do great damage to people and things, but I do so love the energy of a storm.
Such drama !! I love the winter time especially because of these dramatic forms
I love weather. It never disappoints. Thanks for stopping by, my friend.
I think getting struck by lightning has got to be the worst way to interact with lightning.
Unless it turns you into a super hero like Spider-Man….