The alarm went off at 6:45am this morning followed by a very, very loud clap of thunder. Of course, the ubiquitous freight train was rolling through downtown as well, flanges squealing loudly on the curve, as it often does during inclement weather.
“Was that thunder?” Tracy raised up out of the bed and asked with a deer in the headlights look.
“Yes, it was!” I replied happily and I hurried to the computer room to turn my computer on and check the radar.
One small little complex of thunderstorms was just parked and sitting over the Valley and putting on quite a show.
“Is it raining?” Tracy then asked as she was getting in the shower.
“No rain,” I replied. “We are getting what Sally Lou (dad’s mom) would call an electrical storm.”
The rain and humidity would make Tracy’s hair extra curly and she already has an ample head of curls as it is – my girl with the curls and the curves.
I got in the kitchen and made us a simple meal of cheese toast and fried bacon. Maggie was underfoot the whole time I was cooking hoping to get some bacon as well.
Tracy left for work about 40 minutes ago and Mother Nature is still putting on a grand show of lightning and thunder. It is music to these old addled ears as long as the power stays on.
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