The storm rolled along the mountains all afternoon. I could hear the sound of distant thunder. When it started getting darker and more ominous I put my garden tools away, closed up the cottage, went into the house and braced for the storm.
There was one giant crack of lightening somewhere near. Then about six raindrops fell. The smell of rain was intoxicating.
That was it! That was the storm. What a fizzle. Diane