A big thunderstorm rolled over the WSF’s senior slum building last night. At times, counting the time between lightning flashes and the thunder sound was “one one thou……”. No hail, but buckets of rain.
DrJim lives about 20 miles NNW of me and reported only sprinkles.
After the cell passed, I opened all exterior doors and windows and let the fresh washed air circulate (aided by two ceiling fans) in the apartment. A simple pleasure to be sure, but I enjoy it.
As I get older I take these moments whenever I can.
Depending on the source, Colorado is #4 or #5 in lightning kills nationwide. My mother was struck twice. Her sisters never developed dementia but she did. No proof that being struck by lightning was the cause, and no proof it wasn’t.
My sister lost a valuable American Saddle Bred horse to lightning. He was a superb jumper.
Gaia has her ways, and mere humans won’t change that.