Down that road, just past those furthest trees on the left, my friends and neighbors, Mark and Janice, were monitoring the storm which came along with those dramatic clouds.
Shortly after I took this photo and a few others, I headed for the house. Bill remained outside a few minutes longer, watching for lightning and listening to the thunder from the sky northeast of us.
He eventually came inside and when I could hear rain hammering the roof, I remembered the dogs might still be outside.
Turns out they avoided the sudden downpour. Liam and Kiwi were just inside the garage, while Foster was hanging out on the deck.
Liam and Foster came inside and we continued to sit back and relax while the sky unloaded.
Soon, I received a text from Janice who asked if one of our shrubs had caught on fire from the lightning strike. Their weatherbug app had shown that the most recent lightning strike had hit the ground right in the middle of our row of cedars across the front lawn.
Had it been mid-August, we may have had a fire, but if anything thought it was gonna burn, Mother Nature took care of that with all that rain.
The storm last night was welcomed after several hot days and that usual North Idaho concern that after two or three days without rain, things may dry up.
We can put that concern to bed for a while. And, speaking of bed, the storm created such a calm afterward that I slept like a baby last night.
My ability to totally relax probably has a lot to do with the fact that I finished off the entire lawn in my mowing adventures yesterday. Always a great satisfaction.
Cooler weather could keep the dandelions under control for at least a couple of days. So, that makes me happy.
Plus, this morning I won't have to drag the hose around watering the garden or the potato patch on the west side of the barn.
It is a time of year where pretty gets even prettier. The blooming of lilacs not only adds fragrance to the air and a variety of color, but this phase of spring also heightens our sense of nostalgia.
After all, we often use the lilacs to decorate the graves of loved ones, so it's always a sweet time where their memories are often most profound.
We have a busy weekend ahead with so many events and people involved in those events that I don't have enough fingers and toes to count.
Highlights include an Annie visit, which will also include a visit from some of the Plummer crowd, possibly some time spent with at least one former teaching friend named Pam, a horse clinic, Lost in the '50s, release of the latest edition of Sandpoint Magazine. Oh yeah, there's the royal wedding and the Preakness.
So many things, so little time. Whatever gets squeezed in is sure to be memorable, fun and probably exhausting.
I guess that storm with its calm afterward provided just the ticket to get rested up for all the action.
Happy Thursday.
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