On Wednesday my girlfriend Jill and I drove up to Tahoe for a day at the beach. Felt kinda like playing hooky. I made a big pasta salad & brought fruit. She brought fruit and wine! We were set.
By 10:30 am we had spread our towels on the beach.
At the time, there was only this one itty-bitty dark cloud.
We slathered on the sunscreen, popped open the umbrella and prepared to be dazzled!
The beach filled up like Coney Island.
We had kids jumping over us, footballs flying past, Frisbee's overhead, BBQ's being lit, kayak's being launched, kids crying, mom's yelling & music blaring!
Within an hour or so, we could hear thunder from behind the mountains.
According to our calculations (you know the scientific one....onethousandone, onethousandtwo....etc.) we had at least 3 hours before the storm hit.
It only took 30 minutes.
We were staying dry and enjoying the approaching storm while watching
lightening to the left of us and lightening to the right.
And listening to thunder all around.
Somehow Mt. Tallac divided the storm overhead so it stayed clear above us for quite some time.
It was still hot and felt like a tropical storm.
Finally the skies opened up and everyone ran to their cars.
We did too with a glass of wine and waited out the summer storm in the beach parking lot.
Within 20 minutes it was just dribbling....and we did have our swim suits on....
so who cares if we get wet?
....and best of all most everyone else had left!
We stayed and read, swam, visited, ate and laughed.
It was a good day!
Also, it made for an amazing sunset on our drive home.
"Raise your words, not your voice.
It is the rain that grows flowers not thunder." - Rumi
