11:04 Saturday, June 17th

Another storm's coming through! A real cracker! Thunder splitting the sky. That one sounded like an old theatrical bolt made by a long piece of metal in the wings. The rain's streaming down. This is exciting! And a cool wind is bringing the sweet smell of freshness through the screen windows. Richard's sleeping through this whole thing. Oh, the wind's picking up! Wow. It's dark in the room save for the glow from the computer screen and the flashes of lightning. Cool! That one lit up the night!! It feels as if we're at sea. Why, I don't know. This reminds me of the great storms we used to get back in Indiana, big booming thunder claps accompanied by lightning bolts that would rip the sky asunder. Fantastic. Lots of water pouring down. Then a pause, as if the storm were over, and another rush of rain. Now again, silence, as if someone were conducting this, a pleasant patter, a far off crack and grumble. Will this one now pass over like the last one? Perhaps. This is all very entertaining. I'm wondering how the geese and chickens are taking this? The grass we put on the goose house to muffle the rat-a-tat of rain on their metal roof has blown off and I fear it makes them nervous. What must they think? do they get frightened? Are they chattering to one another, gazing out at the sky, the shadow silhouettes of the trees flashing across the meadow, then dark again. Who knows. Well, it is passing. Maybe there'll be a whole series of these throughout the night. They are traveling west to east, right over our Cape Cod house. It's blitzkrieging on now, perhaps to the Connecticutt River by now, off into New Hampshire. Hope everyone's safe and battaned down and enjoying the great show!