Hi. I'm a painter, a writer and a mother of three teenage sons, one with a severe disability. This is a journal: riotously disorganized, full of art, food, children and everyday domestic events. Unless you are a friend or family member you may not be interested, but you are welcome to look. Artists who are parents may find some common ground here, as well as parents of children with special needs. For art only, see my site: nancybeamiller.blogspot.com
Thursday, August 25
STORM CLOUD
This storm front blew in very quickly. One minute we were all merrily disporting ourselves in our community pool, sunlight glancing off the aqua wavelets and then: sudden gloom. There was a hush, as everyone stopped disporting themselves merrily and looked around to see what was up. It was like a moment from a bad movie. I thought, "Oh no! Here is the scene where all of us innocent extras get blown away!"
A few minutes later, the rain came down like a sudden wall of water falling on the earth. Fortunately these sudden violent storms don't last long. We were back at the pool after dinner.
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