REALITY?: Of Storms and Skunks

071307r First there came the smell of smoke but something else…a skunk.  As Jim and I sniffed our way outside the house we confirmed it: either a skunk was running around with his tail aflame, or the neighbors have an odd choice for barbeque tonight.  The sky was brilliant with color, odd layers of colored clouds. A half hour later we had the most lovely thunderstorm.

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