Oh my God, I'm having a meterological orgasm RIGHT. NOW.....
I love summer thunderstorms. LOVE, love, LOVE them. Hardly anything is as exhilirating and powerful as a good ol' fashioned window shakin' holy-crap-are-the-windows-going-to-shatter summer thunderstorm!
I've had a long, steamy, humid and wet affair with Mother Nature's temper tantrum....
When I was growing up, I would lay on my parent's dock (grew up at a lake) right next to the alumninum fishing boat and just rock with the waves as the rain pelted me. (Think Lieutinant Dan ala Forest Gump).
When we lived at our turn of the century shirtwaist, we had a deep, deep front porch that would allow me to sit in comfort and enjoy Mother Nature's rath.
When we lived at our 1920's airplane bungalow, I had a screened in, deep porch that would allow me to sit in comfort and enjoy Mother Nature's fertility as I contemplated the scariness of my first pregnancy.
Where we live now? I'm enjoying the small little portico over our front steps as I am lashed with early summer rain and dream of the day Handsome and Best Father In Law In the World build me my screened in porch.
Tuesday, June 3, 2008
Posted by MoxieMamaKC at 7:05 PM