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Storms
One of the things I really miss from back home is decent thunder storms. I was reminded of this fact just now, as I was putting the pumpkin cookies in the oven and saw a flash of lightning outside.
Storms here in the Hudson Valley just sweep through at break neck speed, and if you hear thunder more than 3 times, it's a lot.
Back home, my parents' house is located right next to a church, with a lightning rod on it, in a tiny town situated on a river, in a country with very changeable weather. It's a storm magnet. Storms would just hover overhead for an hour or more, especially in the summer when the warmer and cooler air would clash regularly and storms were frequent. My brothers' and my bedrooms were on the top floor of the house, under the roof, and we had these large Velux windows, and so you could leave the luxaflex blinds in them open, and watch the lightning tearing across the sky, followed by the thunder, and, depending on the storm (though more so in the autumn and winter), rain pummeling down on the roof tiles. Sometimes when the lighting would actually strike the rod on the church, you could feel the tremor through the ground and the house.
It was awesome, and I miss that a lot. Especially when what I get in return is these puny 5-10 minute storms that barely make their presence known.
Storms here in the Hudson Valley just sweep through at break neck speed, and if you hear thunder more than 3 times, it's a lot.
Back home, my parents' house is located right next to a church, with a lightning rod on it, in a tiny town situated on a river, in a country with very changeable weather. It's a storm magnet. Storms would just hover overhead for an hour or more, especially in the summer when the warmer and cooler air would clash regularly and storms were frequent. My brothers' and my bedrooms were on the top floor of the house, under the roof, and we had these large Velux windows, and so you could leave the luxaflex blinds in them open, and watch the lightning tearing across the sky, followed by the thunder, and, depending on the storm (though more so in the autumn and winter), rain pummeling down on the roof tiles. Sometimes when the lighting would actually strike the rod on the church, you could feel the tremor through the ground and the house.
It was awesome, and I miss that a lot. Especially when what I get in return is these puny 5-10 minute storms that barely make their presence known.
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Florida has fantastic lightening storms. It's one of the few things I'll miss about the swamp if we ever manage to escape.
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I ♥ the new icon by the way!
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Thank for the icon love! I thought it was high time for a new "self portrait."