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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[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.