Posted by: Blue | 9 July 2019

I love the Thunder…

Thunder rolling across the neighborwood

God’s bowling…my Gram used to tell me when I was little

As she held my hand tightly

Knowing it scared me.

There’s a different rhythm to rain and storms in the deep Summer South.

It’s hot

Humid

Sultry.

The kind of rain you can watch from the porch as you rock

Or make love to as the steam rises from the ground.

Heat hangs from the Willows and the Magnolias…plays through the Pines…

And the passion of the rain and thunder reminds us that Nature knows how to bring us a sensual afternoon.

BluesVues Back Porch


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