Here in central War-shing-ton, we are desert people. The west side is wet and green, here we are tinderbox brown. Until recently- lightning, thunder, strange dumping of water from the sky...you'd a thought the end of the world was coming quicker than December!
So now, storm watching is the latest past time around here. Can't go do chores "a storms coming!!" mow the lawn? Nope, can't do it! Even the nurses on the unit were all about the weather. "Sure the ladys in labor...but the storm is HOW big?"
Seriously, the clouds roll in, the lightning flashes, the thunder crashes...and it rains. For like 10 minutes. Get to the arc people! Run!!
I tease. It rains for 11 minutes.
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