… under an incredibly violent, sudden, early morning thunderstorm.
August in Washington is all about hot afternoons with thunderstorms at the end of them, yes, but here’s something else: A storm that woke me at seven with what sounded like a direct hit on one of our trees. It scared me.
How can it be that there’s still electricity, still internet? How can I be writing this to you? Won’t my words be writ in water (Jeez. Another heavy hit just to the left of my windows.) in a matter of seconds? I’ll post this so that you and I have proof PEPCO allowed us this much …
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Long rolling thunder. Though at least now I can see something out of my windows.
Our lights have flickered, but we’re still connected.
Two fast-moving streams have formed on either side of my house. They rush out to the street, where they join the Rokeby Avenue rapids.
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The storm’s moved off. What’s left are dark green walls. That’s all I can see — massive trees darkly shining.
August 12th, 2010 at 7:15AM
As it is in ‘Thesda, so it is in Takoma Park: Violent but quick storm, no loss of power or cable, skies now blue gray, the backyard pond left looking like big bowl of cafe au lait, all trees in the immediate vicinity still standing. Impressive start to the day.
August 12th, 2010 at 7:32AM
Glad to hear Takoma Park’s okay, Roxie.
Yeah – what a way to start the day.