Does anyone put on a greater light show that Mother Nature? Or produce greater art than She does? It's hard to imagine that, but maybe Michelangelo came close.
Thurs AM, out for a run in the dark as usual, I felt as if I were in a bowl. (This was before the nasty tornadoes that struck 30 miles from here.) Overhead, the sky was starlit, but clouds surrounded the horizon in all four directions. And, behind the heavy clouds--thunderheads they were--pulsating lightning bolts lighted up the sky. It almost appeared as strobe lighting. I had to, several times, catch myself from running off the road as I watch the sky. It was very, very cool!
This, this AM, out there just after sunrise, fog enshrouded everything. Oh, what an eerie phenomenon, but so beautiful. The same scenery, neighborhoods that I see daily looked very different.
This afternoon, while tossing batting practice to Bopper, I asked him to stop and count the clouds in the sky. There were none! It was just, well, sky blue from horizon to horizon. Imagine--mid-70 degree temperatures on St. Patrick's Day! I remember, in my lifetime, two gargantuan snow-storms on this day/date, each dropping nearly 20" of snow. One year K and I were dating. Smitten, I refused to let a little thing like 20" of snow ruin a night out, esp since we were going to an Irish bar! I had to park three blocks from her mom's house, on a main drag that was deserted, plod through the piled snow, to get her. We had a great time!
Yet, Thur night Mother Nature reminded us that She's not always nice. How very fortunate nobody was killed in those storms! I haven't seen actual figures, but someone told me winds were in the 135-150 mph range. Wow! Wonder and Awe....
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