My parents used to put me in the car and drive to Lakeview Beach to watch storms blow in from the safety of the giant Olds.
We'd make popcorn and drive to the North End of Kelley's Island to watch lightning and waves.
I love the feeling the sound of thunder, the momentary brilliance of lightning and the power of driving rain.
Watching a storm blow in is like watching a artist struck with inspired madness.
You get light blocked and focused, reflected and diffused.
You get THIS
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