Thursday, August 18, 2005


MY BOOTS RUNNETH OVER

Into the deeps of last night came thunder and lightning booming and flashing louder and brighter from the south, then from the west, then from all around, till at about 2 am the whole sky shebang was right over my head, brightening all with silver light, thunder following instantly like giant airy rocks rolling down a hollow mountain on the rain that arrowed to the ground, only incidentally filling my gardening boots that I'd forgotten on the deck as I discovered when, only half awake thanks to all the noise and light all night, I put them on in the morning.

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