This morning we had a New England Summer Thunderstorm. Pop-up thunderstorms might be what I miss most from the humid Georgia summers. They are such a rare occurrence up here in the North and only last for an hour or two at most.
I woke up this morning to thunder, the house was filled with an eerie yet soothing green color, and all was quiet except for the rain on the window. The sun has since come out and it's time to start to tackle my extensive to-do list but I'm so grateful for the morning I was given today.
