The week has been an insufferable heat wave – impossible to think of anything else unless living in a bubble of constant air conditioning (which I do not).
For days a thunderstorm was threatened, promised.
I hoped for it, prayed for it, sweating away the nights on the couch, unable to sleep.
Finally today it arrived.
The clouds announced trouble coming.
Winds blew furniture and branches everywhere.
The tree in the backyard split in two, crashing into the neighbour’s back yard.
The cat huddled under the bed as lightning lit up the dark sky and thunder crashed around us.
I felt like Dorothy, looking out the windows, watching, waiting.
But in half an hour it was all over, the rain stopped, the clouds passed on by and the sun even came out, no longer a searing enemy, but just gently lighting the wet plants, the cool sidewalks, the last moments of the day…
Weekly Photo Challenge – Fresh