Storm Clouds

I’ve been sitting and stitching and I thought I could hear thunder. Then Rita started barking so that confirmed it. After a while, I could see storm clouds out the window by my chair.

It’s funny/weird how one little glimpse and memories from the past wash over me. I would spend almost all summer at my grandparents’ house and they had what seemed to me back then to be lots of storms in the evenings. It was in the evenings, just as it began to get dark, that I missed my parents and felt a little homesick. I’d never tell my grandma that I was sad and missing mom and dad and by the time I went to bed, I was tired, fell right to sleep and in the mornings, there was so much to do that I didn’t miss my parents . . til almost dark again.

Something about seeing those clouds rolling in here reminded me of those evenings long ago. Such good memories.

I went outside to see what it looked like out there and was surprised at how cool it had gotten. The temp had probably dropped close to 20 degrees. We still don’t have our little weather station up and I miss it!