my monkied brain (katekat1010) wrote,
my monkied brain

the sky opened up and poured

Ok, this is what it means to live outside of California. This morning it was sunny, humid, and there were some fluffy white clouds in the sky. About twenty minutes ago, the fluffy clouds got a little darker, and I could see lightening on the horizon. All that lightening flowed over the city, and then we got crashing thunder on it's heels. We both get excited about thunder and lightening, because we just haven't seen it that often.

And then, the deluge.

Seriously folks. Rain dropped from the sky in bucketfuls. It's loud, it's crashy, and it's now created huge and magnificent puddles in our lawn. And at first, it was warm, too.

And now, 15 minutes later, the sky has exhausted itself, and seems content with making small grumpy thunder noises. And the birds are chirping again.
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