A Dark and Stormy Evening

Some of the most wonderful times are free. Last night, Charlessa and I spent almost an hour out on a porch watching lightning flash across the sky. The night was warm and humid with the feel of a storm about to break. Though there was a patch of sky above us with a couple stars twinkling down, all around us clouds filled the horizon and lightning bolts lit them up with brilliant pink and white flashes from within. As the storm slowly piled its looming clouds ever nearer, bolts started to peek through occasionally, rumbles began to sound all around us, and fitful gusts of wind brushed our cheeks. And finally as we stood there, ever so gently a few raindrops started to fall.

Life doesn't get much better than that.