Looking for Rainbows

Thunder is rumbling in the distance.
Raindrops streak the windows as I peer through
at squalls raking the silvered bay below.
Bursts of luminescence break through the gloomy skies 
spraying bright hope here and there, 
and so I step outside to look for rainbows.

This afternoon I find none, but as I wait, 
and these words form themselves in my mind,
the passing storm moves out to sea,
and now the sun warms my face.
and thoughts of love warm my heart.

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Riders on the Storm

Usually in Nova Scotia, the surfers, like me, hope a hurricane passes by, but not too close! That will kick up some excellent surf. You just have to time it so you hit it when the wind comes around offshore.

One night, in the cabin, in the middle of the night it seemed like a full on hurricane was hitting and would blow us off the ridge. Nothing had been forecast though. It was a storm that had come off the land and combined with various meteorological factors to turn into something close to that force though. Not a Nor’easter as it came from due West off the continental U.S. A complete surprise, interesting in this day of high technology weather forecasting. Continue reading