The sun has shone just recently and at last we’ve been enjoying a summer.
Beer gardens are busy and the telephones in customer services buzz with extra orders.
Of course, just in case we start to believe the weather might be getting back into the swing of things, the mother of all thunderstorms happens. You can feel when this is going to happen.
The air is sultry and oppressive, the skies go overcast and there’s the distant rumble of hot air meeting a cold front. Lots of banging, crashing, flashing lights and spectacle. Then the deluge, with everyone running for cover, taking shelter.
And afterwards, the calm, the sense of earthy freshness, the air is clear and no longer crowding in on us, making us all feel hot and bothered.
A new beginning, with the dust of summer heat washed away. A sense of relief at the storm having passed over; now we can get back to what we were doing.
However, there’s no doubt that it is — metaphorically — raining pretty damn hard at the moment for t
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RE: So much for summer — it’s all about storms Youv'e been reading the same book as Eric Cantona. This post replies to this thread |