Thunderstorm Concerto
I sat on my porch last night and watched the clouds gather themselves for a thunderstorm concerto.
A magnificent performance: Swirling plumes in hues of orange, black, white and grey. Spears of lightening streaking through the psychedelic chromaticity followed by the crescendoing growl of thunder drew "Oohs" and "Ahhs from the neighborhood crowd.
I tipped my wine cooler to the Conductor in a respectful salute.
Bravo...
Bravo.
Haphazardkat
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