Oh My Stars and Garters

[dancinghorse]

Just a little bit ago, as I was contemplating the Wrath of Moi, we had a brief instance of the Wrath of God. Blinding actinic flash. Clap of thunder so loud and close it felt like a bomb going off. Dogs freaked. Cats disappeared. Horses, being Warhorses, didn't seem to mind too much.

I still have a headache from it. And no, there aren't any flames or any signs of emergency action, which there would be if, say, somebody's propane tank had blown up. This was good old hot air meets cold air go boom.

YOW.

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[dancinghorse.livejournal.com]

Lightning once struck outside the room my mom and I were sitting in, hit the tv in front of the window, then arced through the room and blew out the lamp on the table between us.

Maine has dramatic lightning, though it's not known for it. My dad has even seen ball lightning on the lake in the summer.

I never did find a sign of the lightning strike, so it must have hit somewhere south of here. Sure was loud.

[sfmarty.livejournal.com]

And the newspapers go hysterical if lightening and thunder comes within hearing distance here. I do remember some spectacular shows in New York tho.