All day the rumbling thunder carried from miles away.
Humidity long building up was heavy in the air.
We watered tomato plants and listened to weather reports.
Thunder woke sleeping pups and napping old folks with books open on our chests.
We'd been waiting for this storm all day but it crept in after dark.
Giving surrounding cornfields a good, long drink and singing us all to sleep.
I do so love this world and our good place in it.
such a gentle reverie ...
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