I have always loved thunderstorms. There is something so magnificent about them. There is a change in the air, a kind of electric feel. The sky looks amazing before, during and after a great storm. The wind starts to whip the trees and sends stray leaves flying. As the thunder begins the symphony the lightning starts the dance. When the rain finally arrives my favorite place to watch it come down is from a back porch.
This particular storm arrived on a late August afternoon. You could see it coming from way across the lake. I took lots of pictures as it moved across the lake. It never actually started to rain on our side, but you could see the wall of rain from way off. Pretty cool.
Late this afternoon or evening, Poppy had a bright idea to build a swing. He and Todd started talking it over, trying to figure out the best way to do it. They started thinking about the building materials they had on hand and what would be best to use. They started building it around 7:30 or so. The twins were so excited they could hardly stand it. Tomorrow morning could not come soon enough for them to try it out. It quickly became one of the most used and loved things at the lake.