Under the Thunder

7:30 a.m.  It's ominously dark outside and the rain is bouncing off "the" chair.  This old gal followed me home from an estate sale earlier this spring. I thought I'd sell her; but I've become rather attached to her cheery outlook.  On the gloomiest day, she is the lone spot of brightness.

I know that a lot of you love storms, and this one is a doozy. I wish I could post the sound of the thunder for you; The door is open for better listening, although it makes me jump at times.

Gracie is stressed, to put it mildly.  She's not a fan of lightning, thunder, or even plain ol' rain.  I heard her yelping and went to investigate.  It seemed that she was contemplating whether it would be more scary to stay upstairs, or to venture down into the dark basement alone. I turned the light on and  haven't seen her since.

It seems like a perfect day to tackle some indoor projects. Here's hoping that sunshine or rain, your day is bright!