I love a good storm....the building clouds, the far-away thunder, the feeling of anticipation that comes with the changing weather. The wind blows, the dust flies, and finally, it rains! I wait out the storm in the truck, watching the water roll down the windows, sticking my hand out the open door every so often just to feel the rain in my palm.
And when the storm passes, the air is clean, the dust settled, and the desert plants glow with life. I wander through the sage, smiling at the way the desert comes alive after a cloudburst, smelling the scent of fresh rain on the sagebrush. The dogs hunt lizards. The sun comes out. Nothing else matters.
Linking up with Chrisy at living a good north coast life and reconnecting with Nature, one storm at a time.