Well it looks like what I thought was going to be a night of thunderstorms and wind is not going to pan out, but it makes me wonder; do any of the other of you like storms, and look forward to them? I realize that for our antipodean friends a 'storm' may entail tsunamis and awful destruction, but what I mean is a smaller storm, that is simply full of negative ions and beautiful displays of wind and rain and lightning and thunder. I know that science explains the invigorating effect of negative ions, but I prefer to think of storms as a strangely comforting display of non-human energy. My sister saw the movie 'Twister' and told me that she would love to be a storm-chaser, that she always envied people who had seen tornadoes. Plus I love it when it snows big here, irrespective of the hassle of moving snow, which I only have to do because I'm grown up and have to go to work. But the storms themselves, I love them. Some part of me says 'Ga head, bury us, do your worst'. The way sound is so muffled and strange after a big snow, I love it.
Don'tcha long for some sign of humanity's non-supremacy sometimes? Eh? Do you secretly delight when all of our controlling mechanisms go for nowt? I don't know why this should be, exactly, but I do.
'Pan'.......there's a clue!