Showing posts with label Roger Miller. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Roger Miller. Show all posts

Thursday, August 23, 2018

Caught in the Rain


"Some people walk in the rain, others just get wet."
~ Roger Miller

Last night, around dusk, I decided to take a little walk.

The temperature was perfect, cool air mixed with warm bursts.  The rain was light, sprinkle like.  Who needs an umbrella when a cap will do?  Flashes of lightning bounced around the upper clouds, bolts hidden.  People were out playing, enjoying the weather, ignoring the thunder.

I sought cover as I battled a Pokemon Raid. (Okay, that's why I really went out, mainly because I'm trying to get Mew, and I'm super close.  Why am I suddenly embarrassed to admit this?  Eh . . .)

As I stood, enjoying the increasing wind, I noticed a cloud of rain inching forward along the mountain with great speed.  This wasn't troubling at all.  I was fascinated.  The lightning flashes followed by thunder were quickly aligning.  The rain pummeling to the ground.  Those who were out were running for shelter.  I realized then that I needed to do the same.

I couldn't run as I was wearing slippery flip-flops.  So I briskly walked, mental chatter questioning my sanity.  At a cross walk I realized that it was probably not a good idea to stand next to tall metal polls. I started wondering what would happen if lightning struck a tree.  Then I realized that if I was struck by lighting I totally deserved it for being so stupid.

Needless to say, I wasn't scared at all, merely energized.

As soon as I got home, soaked, the heavens opened and it seemed as if a monsoon hit.  There was so much wind, hail, and rain.  My Mom was outside grilling steaks.  I ran to grab the umbrella's and my youngest brother helped her as she opened the grill.  Every time it rains hard the roof in the sun-room leaks, so we were grabbing bowls and pushing away a couch that got wet.  We found humor in it.

 There was a lull in the storm where the sun came out, illuminating a soft rainbow.  The air was crisp. There's been so much fire smoke this last month.  Any reprieve is nice.  Then it started raining like crazy again.

I hope the rain helped the local fires and that lightning didn't start any new blazes.  A lightning storm is nice, but there's always that worry.

Still, I love a good storm and a stroll through the rain.