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Tuesday, August 17, 2004 Yesterday: a cheery morning (sunshine, birds singing, all that) gradually gave way to gray skies which had begun looking ominous by mid-afternoon. Sitting on the couch around 4 p.m., I became aware that the light from the windows from the south of the house remained relatively light, while the sky to the north had grown dark, intense-looking. The clouds moving down the valley began blotting out more and more light, and when dark streamers began extending earthward, something clearly was up. ![]() I'd stepped outside to take a look around by then, felt the first raindrops. Not light, friendly drops, those buggers -- big, cold, aggressive ones, striking heavily. I retreated to the house, made it inside just as rain began coming down in more serious fashion, wind beginning to blow, the sound of it all growing to a roar as a curtain of falling water hit. At which time all outside visibility disappeared. Literally, all I could see outside the house was a few feet of lawn extending out away from the structure, disappearing into a hazy white wash of driving precipitation, while the din of wind and falling water pounding on roof and walls continued swelling. That went on for a strange, unnerving while, easing off sometime later to more normal, less intimidating showers that continued into the night. When I awoke in the wee hours, the gutters and downspouts rattlied and pinged from runoff, but no more precipitation came down. The morning: gray skies, mist. When I took the midday walk out to the mailbox, the sky showed signs of lightening up, giving way suddenly to patches of blue sky, washes of sunlight. I don't mind gray weather. It can feel meditative, restful. But there's something about the sudden appearance of sunshine that just perks my little heart up. Feels kind of silly -- a smile automatically appears on my silly face, my step gets just a bit lighter. Another beautiful northern Vermont mid-August day has now blessedly asserted itself, a bit of relief in the middle of one of the wettest summers I've ever experienced. Madrid, te echo de menos. rws 12:38 PM [+]
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