I love a good thunderstorm. This morning's storm brought cooler temperatures and a relief from the humid conditions so characteristic of this area. Any heavy rain causes flooding here, as captured in a fellow musician's photo of our campus (see below)
There is beauty even in this. When I slow down and breathe and "smell the roses," as my mother often encourages me to do, my world is indeed filled with beauty. Even my loneliness turns into a melancholic Sehnsucht...
Waiting for you,
Me
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