Wednesday, March 16, 2011

a storm's coming

I can see it from my office window, like a wall moving toward me. The mountains across the lake are shrouded in mist, disappearing into the gray in places. I can hear it. Every so often, a rumble. I can smell it. Water and dirt. I can hardly wait.

5 comments:

  1. Nice description! Storms rolling in are fascinating to watch.

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  2. You are so right about the smell of a storm - water and dirt.

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  3. A spring storm, no less. I think I smelled a hint of pollen in there. We are so close!

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  4. I really did love how everyone wrote about it. It made me far too antsy for the warm storms of summer.

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  5. Awesome sensory description. I'm always looking for some great mentor texts to share with my kids. I'm saving this one. You ending surprised me. MaryHelen

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