"I triumphed and I saddened with all weather,
heaven and I wept together."
Francis Thompson

There is a storm moving in tonight. I've heard the man next-door say it will be wild and I'm waiting for it to descend. We've got plans to go out to a party, but I'd rather stay at home and feel the storm from my back porch. Very few things can compete with a summer storm, at home, in the evening - with the wind whipping all around and the thunder shaking the bones of the house; nature is intoxicating, addictive, alive.