Forty days and forty nights

More rain.

We must be at, oh, about day fifteen now.  And at least ten more days are predicted. Who knows what might come after that; even professional weather forecasters know better than to guess too far out. God, of course, did better: apparently that forty-days-and-forty-nights thing was right on.

I was wide awake for this morning’s 3:00 am storm—soothing, even with thunder that caused Simon to jump in his sleep. (Obviously he is not a dog much bothered by big noises.) Terrific lightning flashes and thunder, from distant mini-burps to great crashing explosions, accented the downpour.  I loved it.

So, just in case it’s not raining where you are, play the following clip. Close your eyes and enjoy —