Good Morning!

Monday, July 18, 2011
The cats woke me up at 3 a.m. once again.  Or rather, one individual cat who shall remain nameless (*cough* Nubi *cough*), crawled across my head, meowing plaintively, clawing at my hands and face trying to get me out of bed to feed him crunchy treats.  Damn.  It worked.  However, I held out until four before sliding onto the floor and crawling my way to the kitchen.  Turns out he was just the point-cat.  As soon as my feet hit the linoleum, the others came running, taking up their usual spots, drool cascading onto from their furry little mouths as I shook the treat jar.  Damn.  They're cute.

After splashing some water on my face and having a wee, I flicked on the news only to be assaulted by reports about Casey Anthony and Rupert Murdoch.  Isn't there anything else going on in the world?  There has to be something!  Oh, wait there was.  This beautiful sunrise...

The morning started off well ...
The balcony was bathed in orange-y goodness early this morning.  The boys and I took full advantage before it got too hot out with me in the comfy Ikea chair, a couple of fur balls hogging the other two seats and the early morning alarm clock wandering around sniffing everything.  The sky was beautiful - delicious shades of autumn spilling forth over everything in the river valley.  Before long however, the sky to the southeast took on a slightly greenish hue.  Thunder rolled softly in the distance.  Wondering where that could have come from, I looked up to the sky above our building and was amazed.

White puffy clouds danced in circles, swirling around each other as they moved across the sky, new ones appearing out of nowhere from behind my building.  They were so low, I felt as though I could almost stretch out my arm and touch them but they moved so fast they were soon out of reach.  Within moments, they were pushed towards the horizon by a solid line of darker clouds forcing their way over the city.  Thunder boomed, lightning crackled and the heavens unleashed their tears upon the mortal world.  I don't know why but I'm feeling terribly poetic this morning...

My ... how things change
Watching the clouds move so quickly through the sky, and so low in the atmosphere, I was entranced.  I suddenly realized what storm chasers must feel.  I was Helen Hunt, awe-stuck, staring stupidly at the deadly storm heading towards her at breakneck speed, while the cats were the panicking Bill Paxton trying desperately to get me to hide under the bed with them. 

Total time?  About 30 minutes from bright fireball in the sky to drenched photo-taker on the balcony.  3 hours later?  Bright, sunny, and extremely humid.  Ugh.  With an expected high today of +28C, its going to get very uncomfortable very quickly.

4 comments:

Wandering Coyote said...

That's a really amazing transformation in a short amount of time.

nbrsspot.blogspot.com said...

That sounds like here in many ways the last few days. It got really hot yesterday and then it stormed on us and then this morning it was nice out.. I got sent home from work because there was no work to be had at the moment and then it got really dark here too.. Yikes..

Karen said...

Sounds like we might get another bout of rain tonight. Out at lunch today and it looked like a few clouds were already making themselves known.

WC: it may have been a bit longer but to be honest, it felt like 5 minutes.

Tweetey: I love storms but not when it gets so hot out that they can become dangerous.

Heather said...

That was quite a lovely read. :)

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