Rainy, thunder and lightning.
OK a few memories to round out my day. Rain- I close my eyes and listen to it and I am back out the mountain listening to rain hit the tin roof. It was gentle, soothing, and at times deafening. It was sweet and I dont know anywhere else we will ever hear rain THAT way. The smell of rain, I can close my eyes and smell rain and it brings me back to my childhood in NJ. I had my bed right next to the wall and I could curl around my bed so that my head was right under the open window. As it rained it would mist through the screen and land on my face. The smell was always a mix of fresh rain and aluminum. Yes aluminum. The smell of the wet screen, just the thought of that smell brings me comfort. The sound of thunder. It can bring me to the farm living with Tim and the girls. we would sit in the family room with the back door open and listen to the thunder almost surround the farm. Thunder out the mountain with my Pop on the porch. We would watch and wait for the storm to arrive an...