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Kay Wade

Lake with dark stormy clouds and surrounding trees.

Lake with distant land, clouds, and faint rainbow.

Storms

The warning signs are there. It begins with a distant grumble, a closer rumble. Air hangs hot, sullen and heavy under a sky that grows darker and more threatening by the minute. Electricity brightens the world one second and deepens shadows the next. Then comes wind, first in a menacing dance with treetops, then blowing chill air across earth. Then comes rain… fat, stinging drops that smack hard against leaves, glass, pavement. There is breakage. There is erosion. But then violent energy, which can only last so long, is exhausted. Blue sky takes over storm clouds, and tranquility is restored. And, sometimes, the storm leaves us with a rainbow. ~K

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