As it always happens, I want to post a topic when I haven’t given the proper update that should precede it.
I updated my A Little Extra On the Author page, but I did not write a full story describing how I have moved back to the Midwest (Illinois, incidentally) just recently. It’s been almost a decade (a decade!) since I’ve lived in this vast region of our country, comprised of what most people call the “flyover states.” Knowing myself very well, I will probably take one or two aspects and feature them in a future post, much like I did my grocery post when I lived in New York. But since I want to write about thunderstorms, I must keep this brief and say that I am now living in Illinois and we are currently experiencing a full-on thunderstorm, something that was not nearly as frequent in New York, sadly.
I don’t know if it was the city’s tall buildings or the area but thunderstorms are in a class of their own in the Midwest. Granted, they can be more dangerous here because they can also lead to or derive from tornadoes but when it’s just the thunder, lightning and rain, they can be one of the most soothing events to listen to and witness from a warm, dry spot. (Or cool, if it’s humid up to your eyeballs, which is also frequent here.)
Tonight as we were relaxing, the lightning started up and sure enough, seconds later, the thunder started rolling over our house. The weather report says we can expect these to occur all night. I don’t know why it’s not remotely frightening or concerning; after all, I have personally had a few electronics die at lightning’s hand. But the sound of the thunder and the rain hitting the window panes just makes me feel cozy inside.
I know I’m not the only one – I’m not an anomaly here – or there wouldn’t be endless thunderstorm sounds to purchase.
Truly, one can experience a thunderstorm in the Midwest greater than in dense populations because you can see it and feel it in a way that you cannot when you are surrounded by incredible, statuesque buildings that block the skyline. Not having lived in these middle states for almost a third of my life now (wow…), I’m rediscovering them and my delight at their presence.
While I can admit this isn’t the most exciting post one will ever read or write, I hope that a handful of readers can relate. Knowing that it’s supposed to rain all day tomorrow (with possible thunder and lightning!) makes me feel toasty inside as I think about putzing around the house and doing all sorts of cozy indoor projects. Thunderstorms also induce one hell of a great nap, if you didn’t know.
If you’re fortunate enough to experience these wonders of nature and have some time on your hands, just listen and/or watch the next time one happens. They make me pensive, they soothe with their cacophonic sounds (although really they’re more symphonic), and as I have stated, they are soporific.
I think I will sleep well tonight.
(As I finished this post, a huge clap of thunder rocked our house and I felt it under my seat. Someone’s car alarm is going off! Bliss….)