Last night the rain pounded down and thunder boomed. During the night I was awakened when the thunder was so loud that the windows shook.
I’ve never felt fear during thunderstorms. It is probably the one loud sound that does not really bother me for some reason. I actually find it fascinating, which I suppose is odd.
It seems strange that we’ve experienced this many thunderstorms in a season, and so much rain. Though of course you have to be thankful for rain.
I’m lucky that my flowers aren’t washed away. But then most of what I have is in containers. And therefore does not sit in standing water of mushy flower beds.
Today it is quiet, but overcast. You can barely see the leaves on the trees gently sway. And it is soundless and peaceful.
I love to sleep during rain and storms. It seems I feel cozier in my bed, and the sound of rain lulls me into deep sleep.
To look outside now, it was as if the violent thunder and hammering rain of last night never happened. The strange silence after the storm.
Oklahoma is well known for its bad weather. For the tornadoes that take out blocks of neighborhoods, and turn buildings into mere dust and debris.
I wish I had taken courses in college so that I would more scientifically understand it all.
Did it storm in your neck of the woods last night? If so, was it a gentle rain or full out thunderstorms that shook the foundations?