There's nothing quite like a coming storm. The electricity builds, there’s a distant rumble, and the sky starts to churn. Soon the breeze stiffens, and there’as a smell of coming rain. The sky takes on a life of its own. It goes from the pretty puffy clouds of a late summer afternoon to a roiling, moving mass of dark blue and green. You can feel it coming, and it’s both unnerving and spectacular.
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