Monday, July 19, 2010
We're experiencing a pretty flashy storm in Boston right now, and it reminded me of Lancaster weather. When the sky begins to turn black, you can see it creep toward you on the horizon. I know it's like that most everywhere, but Lancaster is completely pancake flat. The blackness rolls on forever.
After the clouds are done vomiting rain and the wind is through throwing punches, the sky turns a shy shade of pink. Embarrassed of the clouds throwing temper tantrums.
During this Boston storm, I imagined a cloud temper tantrum and let my pencil go free while I listened to the thunder. You should try it, highly recommended.
On another note, I am almost done with my posts about Lancaster, mostly because I am finding it extremely hard to remember being 20. :)