Storm watching
Thursday, June 1st, 2006That whole freezer paper thing? Didn’t happen. Neither of us got home from work until 8, and the menu I had planned called for quiche for supper. Quiche? Pfft. Not happening.
So we hied our butts to the store for some quick fixin’s. Once on our way, we realized a big storm was coming in, so we made the trip even faster. Once home, I set some water boiling for the noodles, and we went out and sat on our front porch to enjoy the show.
Growing up, I’ve always enjoyed watching thunderstorms from the porch. We had a big porch with a swing and a nice overhang, so we could sit comfortable and dry while all around us, trees flopped back and forth, toussled by the wind, and gutters filled past overflowing, and lightening cracked every so often, giving us just a split-second image of a strangely illuminated neighborhood.
We have a front porch now, too (it was one of my few requirements when we were looking for our house). It isn’t quite as big, and it doesn’t have a porch swing (yet), but we have set up a few camp chairs out there. We sat there, smelling the rain and watching the headlights of passing cars swoop by. At one point, Seth turned to me and said that he really wished he could let our dogs out to run free in the rain. They would have loved it, too - I could hear Frejya whining at the screen door. Midge was less interested, but she loves to follow wherever Frejya leads.
We didn’t let them out, though. I was tempted, but Seth was worried about their safety. He’s right, of course.
Not too long after that conversation, I had to go back inside. Our porch is nice, but the eaves to overhang so far out, and you inevitably end up getting spattered with raindrops. As the storm got stronger, the spattering got worse, and we were gettting cold.
Besides, we had some noodles and alfredo sauce to eat.