a summer storm in early autumn

a humid day of high heat and high energy in the class was followed by a wicked ride home and then an evening that quickly graduated from heat to rain to thunder. lovely. for me, it’s a gift to have a summer storm at the end of september. because that’s what this is. a summer storm. there’s a deep distant rumbling that sometimes works its way across the sky - somewhere behind the clouds that have now melded into a deep velvet blackness without form - and then reappears much closer in a sharp edged sound like giant boulders tumbling down a scree.

i took these pictures of the sky before the weather changed.



tonight i am going to read eric walter’s new book “safe as home”. i wasn’t born when the events depicted in this story took place - hurricane hazel in 1954. but i have read many features on it in magazines and books and have seen a couple of docu-dramas about it on the television. the book is written for young adults so it likely will play down some of the more unpleasant elements, but then again i have been noticing much more transparancy and honesty in young adult writing in the last few years so perhaps this will be as real as is possible for a work of historical fiction.

here are two pictures i took while watching the storm blow through. these are taken without flash so the only light is the street light. it is seen here reflected in some puddles on the driveway.