I walked out of my building today, heading across campus, and thought, it smells like rain. I don't know if it had been raining off and on, but a minute or two later it started to rain and hail. As I was walking under the eaves of another building, admiring the mix of rain and hail, its different patter, the way hail bounces in a way that rain does not, the way the hail continues to flow after hitting the ground, and then the way it melts onto the cement - well - ultimately I stopped walking and just used the eaves for protection. I was standing there admiring it all when the thunder began. It was close, with only a second or two between the lightening flash and the rolling thunder. I stood there for a few minutes in awe of it all, thinking about the sounds of the thunder and how it managed to be big and beautiful without being particularly loud, in the way a deep voice can fill a room but without being too strong. This was a sound heard for miles, but it was a pleasant grumbling, a reminder of the beauty of nature. After another few minutes there was a flash, and even before I counted to one, the thunder struck without preamble, earsplitting except that it was fast and low. I jumped and began to laugh. I wondered if the building to my left had been hit (it does not appear to have been). It was spectacular.
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
Thursday, April 12, 2007
Arches and Canyonlands National Parks - Spring Break 2007
Here are some pictures from the great trip my friends Mark, Melissa, and I took to Arches and Canyonlands National Parks over Spring Break.
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