Before a storm (that never really happened)

we thought there was a big storm heading our way...

that's always one of my favorite feelings- just before the storm. I always find it hard to describe the feeling of the moment when the air changes, all particles charged... It always reminds me of what little control we have as humans, although we enjoy thinking differently.

The grass shudders. Mice run in the fields. The barn creeks. I shudder.

1 comment:

dusitn said...

the last one of your mother cutting flowers is very pretty. i can see her putting them in a vase on the table and then you munching on some of that awesome sun-dried tomato humus!