Personally, I love a good storm. I was fortunate to be holed up in a cozy cabin overlooking Lake Superior, windows wide open, wrapped in a blanket, to witness this one. The wind was strong, there was thunder in the sky and thunder on the earth from the waves crashing against the rocks. Sometimes I had my face in a good book but often i just sat and stared out the window while the wind blew all around me. That is the beauty of a summer storm.
