Lightning and lightning bugs, oh my.
This is my first ever summer on the right hand coast; lightning and thunderstorms are a part of summer here. When brother D was here, we had a doozy, and he commented that no wonder Benjamin Franklin did his electricity experiments here with his kite and key. He would have had to wait a long time to have the amount of lightning on my little corner of the left hand coast.
Last evening we had another: the sky gets yellow-dark, the thunder rolls, and the lightning flashes. When it started last evening, we were outside. We went up on the porch to watch for a while, and one flash seemed to come right down the street, with an immediate loud crack. I was glad to be on the porch with a wide roof, and ready to go inside. The wind and rain followed -- big drops and wind that whirled. I get a perfect view from my perch on the third floor.
What a show!
