Before the storm...

Louder and louder the deep thunder rolled, as through the myriad halls of some vast temple in the sky; fiercer and brighter came the lightning; more and more heavily the rain poured down. The eye, partaking of the quickness of the flashing light, saw in its every gleam a multitude of objects which it could not see at steady noon in fifty times that period.... in a trembling, vivid, flickering instant, everything was clear and plain: then came a flash of red into the yellow light; a change to blue; a brightness so intense that there was nothing else but light; and then the deepest and profoundest darkness.
  ~Charles Dickens, Martin Chuzzlewit, Chapter XLII

I like the quiet before the storm..
 Thunder on the Hilltop today..

Art J.Morgan-The Storm

1 comment:

Castles Crowns and Cottages said...

Oh dearest, that is usually the indicator before a storm, isn't it? The quiet! I like to think of the storm as an explosion of ideas, and the quiet as the meditative moments of thought. Keep safe, for those weather-related storms are furious and fast, but roll away to reveal a brighter day. BE SAFE DEAREST! Nita