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Aug. 4th, 2004 07:37 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
geekchickI'm typing this up while sitting outside in my hammock, humoring the cat who insisted he needed to go outside. I think it's about to storm.
The sky is getting darker all of a sudden (lights are starting to come on inside the neighbors' houses), and what started out as a breeze quietly rustling the leaves now has the trees bending and swaying back and forth overhead. The temperature's dropped noticeably just since I started typing this up, and the wind is making it easier to forget that walking outside today is a bit like walking into a wall of water. No thunder though, not yet anyway. I love thunderstorms, I can't imagine living anyplace that doesn't have them. Here, you can usually count on the 4:45 or 5:00 storm on summer afternoons (a bit of an exaggeration, but not as much as you might think). I love the way the light changes before a storm; the white hammock and my white cat seem to be glowing.
Here come the first few drops of rain. Time to go inside, since while I might welcome playing outside in a summer rainstorm, the laptop is not similarly inclined (nor is Gateway, he tells me as he stares intently at the door).
The sky is getting darker all of a sudden (lights are starting to come on inside the neighbors' houses), and what started out as a breeze quietly rustling the leaves now has the trees bending and swaying back and forth overhead. The temperature's dropped noticeably just since I started typing this up, and the wind is making it easier to forget that walking outside today is a bit like walking into a wall of water. No thunder though, not yet anyway. I love thunderstorms, I can't imagine living anyplace that doesn't have them. Here, you can usually count on the 4:45 or 5:00 storm on summer afternoons (a bit of an exaggeration, but not as much as you might think). I love the way the light changes before a storm; the white hammock and my white cat seem to be glowing.
Here come the first few drops of rain. Time to go inside, since while I might welcome playing outside in a summer rainstorm, the laptop is not similarly inclined (nor is Gateway, he tells me as he stares intently at the door).
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Date: 2004-08-04 04:39 pm (UTC)It's getting dark here again, in fact.
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Date: 2004-08-05 05:38 am (UTC)Las Vegas, say whatever you will about the personality, etc. of the city, has an awesome climate, IMHO. Except the one time I was there in August. Dry heat or not, 105F is still 105F.
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Date: 2004-08-05 08:03 am (UTC)Er, I've lived in Virginia and Mississippi; what is this "dry heat" of which you speak? =)
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Date: 2004-08-05 08:34 am (UTC)I don't like the hum-diddy (as they call it Down East) much, but I love summer thunderstorms (and storms in geenral, as long as they don't do much damage). And from years of living in New England, I can promise that the humidity isn't a *requirement*; you can have good summer t'storms without it. But it does make those first tentative gusts of wind that begin pushing the thickening clouds across the curlding sky that much more welcome...