Really amazing storm just now. Ronald loves it. I, on the other, don't... well, I love sitting out on the porch and listening to the rain, which is torrential; but I'm not a fan of lightning, and it has been ferocious. Acheson has hidden under my chair on the porch, with the occasional nudge at the underside of my seat to tell me she, too, wishes "the boss" were not so entranced by storms. Oh, well. Could be so very much worse. It is waning now, and the rain is just peaceful... not threatening.
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