The lightening in the distance, which caught my eye from the lounge room, before the second storm was just magnificent. I found myself standing, watching (and snapping) from our driveway as it flashed and strobed all around me. It's bursts and constancy were just commanding.
As single raindrops hit my nose through the air that seemed to pulse with electric charge in a raw purified kind of way, I could not help but feel small.....inconsequential in nature's considerable design.
Rightly so I am reminded of nature's power when my chest tightens ever so and I feel that slight sense of anxiety as the rain buckets down heavy and hard, bluffing me with it's seeming perpetuity.
Rightly so the earth demands respect and reminds us of our size.....and our place.
We are, after all, small....