Showing posts with label thunderstorms. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thunderstorms. Show all posts
Sunday, December 16, 2007
Friday, November 23, 2007
Only Then Are The Colors Vibrant Enough To Satisfy Me
This is a wonderful city to drive around in the rain.
Labels:
colors,
just for reference,
observation,
thunderstorms,
weather
Thursday, August 16, 2007
Flash And The Lines Disappear
The day's imagined and fanciful danger, self imposed via roller coasters, was dramatically foiled as the evening's reality came crashing in on us from the sky.
Labels:
change,
observation,
parallel existences,
thunderstorms
Tuesday, August 7, 2007
Tut Tut It Looks Like Rain
After an afternoon filled with promising thunderheads and nearly one-hundred percent humidity then topped off with a night punctuated with flashes of heat lightning, I cannot help but be disappointed in the lack of a decent storm.
Labels:
emotions,
outside,
thunderstorms,
unfortunate truths
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Lightning Flashes
All around me, thunder crashes so loudly that car alarms are set off for miles.
Labels:
darkness and light,
modern issues,
observation,
outside,
thunderstorms
Wednesday, July 11, 2007
And A Piece Slides Into Place
Tonight, while putting books on the shelf by candle and lamplight, attended by my dogs (who were seeking my company due to the approaching storm), is the first time I've truly felt this as 'my room'.
Labels:
awake,
books,
change,
domesticality,
dorkiness,
emotions,
moments of happiness,
peace,
thunderstorms
Saturday, June 2, 2007
Leave Me Swinging With The Breeze
There are few things sweeter than sitting on a porch swing during a warm summer thunderstorm with the one that you love, arm in arm.
Wednesday, May 30, 2007
From A Little Shell At The Bottom Of The Sea
Hurricane Season is my favorite part of summer because it is only after a very bad storm that treasures from the deep can be found at low tide without hordes of tourists crushing them beneath their feet.
Saturday, April 7, 2007
Wash Away The World
I dearly wish that it would rain.
Labels:
call and response,
comfort,
emotions,
thunderstorms,
wishes
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