“It is not the roaring thunder that smites, but the silent lightning.”

Today is cloudy. Rain is predicted. It is in the high 40’s, a typical March day on Cape Cod. I have a couple of errands to do and neither one is the dump. I’m saving that for another day. Oh, joyous! My piled beside the cellar door laundry is now a memory. I did three loads yesterday. The last load, a few sets of sheets, are still in the dryer. I suspect they are quite wrinkled but I don ‘t care. They can sit for a while.

I have been bored of late. I find myself cleaning the fridge, clearing cabinets, dusting and moving stuff around for a different look. I wish I could woodwork as I would make a small shelf to fit under the butcher block so I can use it for kitchen storage, for mostly marina sauce storage. I noticed three jars of it when I was rearranging, and I think there is another in the back. I have been thinking of clearing a bookcase shelf in the kitchen so I can fill it with some of my appliances like the panini press, but that too is for another day.

When I was a kid, I liked days like today, overcast with light gray clouds and no wind. The sounds in the classroom seemed subdued, as if the cloud cover was a shroud of sorts, maybe a cone of silence. The loudest sounds were papers rattling, desks opening and rosary beads clicking. We went from subject to subject with no break until lunch and recess. After lunch the afternoon always seemed to go so slowly. The clock was in the front of the room over the blackboard. I used to watch the hands move and click from minute to minute. I’d almost hold my breath waiting for those last couple of minutes, the go to the cloak room for your coats minutes. I can remember running out of school when the nuns finally let us go.

There is something about the rain. When I was a kid, I’d watch the rain hit the glass in the window. I’d follow one drop from when it hit to when it disappeared below the panes and the sill. Lightning and thunder added excitement to the rain. I’d watch hoping too see a bolt of lightning jagged against the sky. Many times the light caught my attention but afterwards, too late to watch.

Ghana had the best rainstorms. After the dry season, the rains came and flooded the roads and fields, both hard packed from no rain for months. The lightning was dramatic against the almost black sky. I know I have mentioned it before, when I saw the lighting bolt hid the ground in front of my house, but I had never been so close to lightning, and it still amazes me. Before that, lightning had always been high in the sky and a distance away. When I close my eyes, I can still see that bolt of lightning strike my front yard. Maybe I clapped and maybe I just kept repeating, “Wow! Wow!”

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4 Comments on ““It is not the roaring thunder that smites, but the silent lightning.””

  1. Christer. Says:

    Sunny day again here but nights have been nasty cold lately. The mornings have been so beautiful though that I’ve stopped by the lake for ten minutes or so before I continued to work. Lots of people out there even in the early morning, mostly bird watchers and photographers 🙂

    I have mixed feelings when it comes to rain, dry and hot summers that endss with rain is one of the best things there is but if we have our usual rainy summer I really can’t stand it 🙂 🙂

    Have a great day!

    Christer.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Christer,
      It started raining as I was coming out of the store, but it mostly held off until I got home. It has been pouring since around three. It will get cold tonight and some places could have snow but not until late as it is still too warm.

      It is wonderful that the cranes are coming back!

      I do love a summer rain too. It cools the air and the humidity disappears.

      Enjoy your evening!!

  2. Bob Says:

    Hi Kat,

    You’re getting the rain from the system that we had come through early yesterday morning. We could use a good soaker because we’re behind on rainfall and bordering on drought conditions. Today is much cooler on the back side of the cold front. But, Amarillo had the strangest weather because on Tuesday the high temperature was a muggy 75° and yesterday they had a blizzard. Not just snow fall, but a full on blowing snow blizzard. Traffic was stuck in the snow drifts along Interstate 44.

    I’ve been waiting for the sprinkler repair guy to show up and fix the leak just below one of the sprinkler heads. I hate waiting on repair guys. This person is being sent from my home warranty company. Luckily, he can call me when he’s on his way and it’s a only a short distance to the house. Another fun thing which accompanies home ownership. 🙁

    Of course Ghana had the best rainstorms, it’s located in an area just north and south of the equator called, “The Inter Tropical Convergence Zone”. This is an area in which some of the largest and most dangerous thunderstorms in the world occur. If you want to find bad weather in the world on any given day, that’s a good place to start looking.

    • katry Says:

      Hi Bob,
      It is pouring and has been since around three just after I got home. Places in the state might get snow as it will get colder tonight, late tonight.

      My landscaper sends the sprinkler guy over in early spring. He checks the system then turns it on. There is no appointment. He just shows up.

      The dry season lasted from late October until April in Northern Ghana where I lived. Southern Ghana had mangrove, evergreen, and tropical forests and lots of rain. I lived in the area of savanna grasslands with much less rain. I don’t remember thunder and lightning once the rainy season took hold. I do remember that it rained just about every day.


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