Storms of Craziness

Storm clouds have been a significant presence this summer. Those big dark clouds rumbling closer and closer from faraway.  The time between sound and light becomes shorter and shorter.

There have been sunny days and endless days of drizzle, but there have been many thunderstorms. I sit on my porch, near the shore to watch the powerful weather, not present above me, but observed for its impressive power, beyond the brow of the mountain, moving slowly but surely above the valley.

To be honest I love thunderstorms. There is something both exhilerating and cathartic in their powerful nature. I have been in houses more than once that have been struck by lightning, but things not people seem most at risk.

It is the storms of trouble of humanity's creation that are creeping and crashing around the the earth that frighten me most. These are storms of craziness. Thank goodness for the sun that shines in hearts of some of humanity.