rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Rumble, Rumble

Two days of rainstorms just came to an end with a spectacular thunderstorm, the first of the year, flinging masses of hail and sending the cats scurrying under the bed. In a matter of minutes, vast swaths of blue sky opened up and the sun turned the remaining clouds brilliant white and the wet streets and rooftops reflected its light. Dozens of birds are now screeching and singing and chattering in all the trees, and the cats have emerged from hiding, blinking their eyes and meowing at the door. I guess I'll get to go for a walk today.
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