Lightning Crashes.

I think I've mentioned a few times how much I love storms. If you're a new reader/lurker (come on out!) well, now you know. I love storms. My window faces a set of mountain ranges in the distance, and I always seem to get the best views of storms as they blow in towards them.

It's not uncommon for me to sit with my nose pressed against the glass, waiting to catch the perfect glimpse of lightning. Thunder doesn't frighten me, I love everything about rain (we're in the middle of a drought here, who wouldn't love rain?) but the lightning is hands down my favourite part.

Lightning is very elusive. Whenever I happen to be peering in a certain direction, a strike hits in the opposite direction. When I turn my head to look THAT way, a strike hits the very spot I was just staring at. It drives me mad! Everytime there is a storm, I always think how awesome it would be to just sit there snapping away with a camera, just hoping it's pointing in the right direction to catch an awesome lightning strike.

Last night, I went to bed early; I still am not well and I needed to be ready to go back to work Monday morning. As I went to bed, I looked out the window and saw some pretty amazing flashes in the distance; mostly sheet lightning but some forks as well. I only watched for a few minutes before lying down, but in that time I saw this fascinating strike; a real ground-toucher, so to speak. I was so impressed by it, I actually myself smiling. (Yes, I am a dork. It's true.) A second later, I was greeted with a lightning strike that looked exactly like Harry Potter's scar. I went to bed impressed, let me tell you.

Fast forward an hour or so, and that storm that was off in the distance had moved right on top of our suburb. The thunder wasn't loud at first, just low rumbles; it was the lightning that woke me. Imagine flashes so bright and so constant that it resembles someone turning your bedroom light on and off really fast. It was THAT quick and that powerful. (It was a perfect "horror movie storm", you know the scene where it's dark outside and the lightning flashes to reveal a guy walking down the street with a chainsaw? Hah!)

Of course, I got up and watched it but got quickly bored; sheet lightning isn't all THAT pretty to look at when it's covered in thick clouds. I called out to mum, ready to comment about how strange it was to have all that lightning and no thunder, and BOOM. Then came the thunder. The biggest, loudest claps I have ever heard! Ajay came in to join me, and we sat watching the storm for about ten minutes, when the lightning started to strike in forks again.

It was absolutely insane. I think the biggest storm I've seen, at least in a long while. The lightning strikes were so big, and so CLOSE, even I (who is not scared by storms at all) started to get a bit worried. Not about the lightning itself, more paranoid that it would hit something outside, like the bird aviary or the rabbits cage, and that I would come down the next morning to see a black pile of soot instead of a bunny. That kind of paranoia. Massive, massive storm. I eventually lay down and fell asleep, but the last thing I remember is flashes lighting up behind my closed eyes.

Really makes you think about how awesome Mother Nature is.

And now, the next day, here comes the rain again. It's not a "pretty" storm by any means, just grey and grumbly and miserable -  but I'm happy none the less. Here's hoping that the rain is going to the areas that need it the most.

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kirby said...

to be honest, I'm kind of over the storms... the occasional one is nice... but saturday is the only night we haven't got one in the last week. It makes our backroom leak and my dog frightened.... gaah

LaLa said...

We just had a MASSIVE rainstorm here in the Sydney. I saw a lady lose her shoe in the gutter! The water just SWOOSHED it off her foot!

Did you see the photo of the Harbour Bridge being hit by lightening? If not, remind me to email you tomorrow!

Zandria said...

I love storms. There hasn't been one where I live for a while (northern VA). Just cold. Brrr!

I got to your site from a comment you left on Janet's. I've noticed that you comment on a lot of the same sites I do, so we have some mutual blog-friends. :)

nancypearlwannabe said...

sigh. I miss thunder and lightning. Want to trade? Snow and frozen tundra wind for warm rain and lightning?

Sassy Belle said...

I LOVE the new blog design! it's so PRETTY!!

when I used to go down to Florida to visit my grandma, I would love to sit on her porch and watch the evening thunderstorms over the bay. soooo pretty.

Laura said...

I like storms too. My Grandfather used to sit outside during even the biggest, scariest storms and watch the lightening. My Mom wouldn't let any of us sit out there with him but we always wanted to. :)

Margaret said...

Ok you do not get to call yourself a dork because you like storms or lightening. Myself and some of my family members will sit outside under the safety of the roof to the porch and watch it rain, lightening, thundering and even tornadoes. My niece and I are especially entertained by these things. I've stayed up until 3 in the morning some mornings just to listen and watch. Work of course was horrendous the next day.

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