I love a good storm. Something so refreshing about the rain, darkness overhead and the little rumbles of thunder and the electric claps of lightening. Lou doesnt feel the same. My sweet 130 lb, 10 mo. old Mastiff Puppy was sitting (more like squishing) his momma's lap and watching out the window.
The best part after the storm has past everything becomes bright again, the sun shines, birds sing and flowers seem to shift back up towards the rainbow covered sky. I reflected on how it is similar to life and little problems with the Mr. yesterday as we ate dinner. Good table talk :)
Here is Lou sitting on my lap and the pretty sky aftermath <3