Looking out my Backdoor: It was a dark and stormy night

Here in this high plateau valley surrounded by mountains, in the rainy season, roughly mid-June through mid-October, the sky bursts with pyrotechnic activity nearly every night.

I like storms. I like the beauty of lightning skittering across night sky. I like the rumble of thunder. Storms do not scare me. I admit, there are times I’ve nearly jumped out of my skin at a sudden clap of thunder directly overhead but that is simply a startle reflex.

Rain pounding on the roof comforts me. I like when morning sunrise reveals a sparkling, fresh, newly washed world. I admit it felt a bit daunting to me...