Despite the chill which crept into the house, and might have been expected to keep me awake, the sound of the storm was so relaxing that I took an unintentional nap. As I was not properly situated for that activity (or inactivity), I've ended up with a crick in my neck. I need a longer couch. Perhaps the neck will straighten itself out while I sleep today. If not, it might need to be professionally yanked on. Always something.
The storm has now abated, and early light reveals a slate sky. Only intermittent breezes stir the fresh leaves of the mulberry tree where the birds now perch and sing their dawn songs. I suppose there remains some chance of thunder before the clouds depart, but it's more likely I'll be waking to a bright, sunny afternoon than to an electrical storm. Either would be nice, but both would be better.
