Throw open the switches on the static oscillator

[mikailborg]

In the Roanoke Valley, the sound of thunder bounces sharply from mountain to mountain. Here in Hampton Roads, the sound rolls over the water, producing a deep, extended timbre.

The demonstration nature provided last night certainly made me happy to be indoors. Lightning was flashing at least once every two seconds. It was like sitting under a sputtering neon sign. Thunder echoed almost continuously as the rain torrented down. Zap-zap-zap-zap-zap. I've never seen a fiercer storm.

We lost power three times, but each time it returned withing five minutes, which was a relief. I didn't want to try to sleep through a humid 85-degree evening with no AC.

Calm, cooler, but still humid morning greeted me. I hate having to get up before dawn.

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[eeedge.livejournal.com]

I've always loved thunderstorms, but the one I didn't sleep through at Chincoteague terrified me. Something about the way the water magnifies the thunderclaps shook the house as if everything was hitting *right there*.