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Lightning strikes, fire
Invincible to water
Attempts to clear land
Authors Note: I wrote this after witnessing a nasty lightning storm, one in which we were stuck. The power of destruction is something to quiver at.
March Writing Prompts – Invincible endeavors – Day 16/31
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amazing!
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Thanks, Neha! How’s that handsome baby of yours?
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You’re most welcome, and he is good keeping me busy! haha 🙂
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Nah, babies don’t do that! LOL He’s so handsome, has a great smile 🙂
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haha 😀 Thank you!
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Hope all is well with you and you are getting some sunshine at your end!
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The sun is shining, but it’s cold. Supposed to be warmer toward the end of the week. How is it by you?
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Hope you were okay!
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I was great, thanks! I love that stuff. Especially the lightning! ❤
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I’m a bathroom storm sitter – you know, with no windows, lol.
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Oh no! You’re missing the beauty. Come out from the shower stall long enough to see at least one storm!! 🌩
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Ha ha – my husband is a storm watcher, as is one of my best friends, so I have seen a few.
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Oh good. Is that why you hide? lol
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Lol. I hide because I saw a window fall on a girl during a thunderstorm when I was a kid. Still afraid to be near windows during a storm.
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Yikes! I don’t blame you. Was she okay?
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She looked up at the bang and her face was cut up quite badly. Otherwise okay.
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Wow. That would frighten me for life. I’m glad she was okay.
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Now you know the whole story, lol.
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Thank you for sharing. I may actually think twice about sitting by that glass door. 🤔
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Especially when there are high winds. That was actually the problem. I just associated it with a thunder storm.
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Makes sense.
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Loved this 👌the power of destruction, it reminds us we’re mortal and nothing is permanent!
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Thank you very much. We sometimes take things for granted. Nature has a way of reminding us.
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True 😊
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I love a huge lightning storm, Dorinda, but the fires they trigger are horrible. Powerrul poem, my friend.
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forgive the typo. My fingers aren’t awake yet. 🙂
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Was there a typo? lol Apparently my eyes weren’t awake either! 🙂
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Thanks so much, Diana. I love to sit by the back door and just watch the power, especially when the news says to stay away from the windows! I’m a rebel. 😉
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🙂
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Incredible photo. You have captured the power of the storm.
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Thank you! 🙂
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You are welcome.
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