It got cloudy, the wind started to blow, the light went, and I started hearing the sound celestial bowling, first mere candlepin stuff, moving closer, and then it was the regular balls, rolling strikes. The first drops start coming down, then more, and the sudden downpour, making little streams in the streets. I look out the back door, seeing the reflected flash of lightning in the sky, then see a whole vertical strike, almost purple in its brilliance. Gorgeous. Thunderstorms are so awful [1]. Gorgeous. And the weather's supposed to change now too! Wonderful.
I hope the Fenway folks aren't rained out.
[1] Full of awe, of course [2].
[2] Awesome just feels too much like I have to put dude! after it.
Current Mood: foolish for using the computer just now?
I hope the Fenway folks aren't rained out.
[1] Full of awe, of course [2].
[2] Awesome just feels too much like I have to put dude! after it.
Current Mood: foolish for using the computer just now?