A True Ceraunophile
There’s nothing more exhilarating than watching as dark clouds gather – a prelude to the thrill of an impending thunderstorm. And what could be more deliciously dramatic than the spectacle of electrifying flashes of lightning or the sound of thunderclaps? But then, I’ve always enjoyed drama, in whatever form.
I devour the blue-white pathways that illuminate the sky and every crackle, rumble and boom that form this melody of nature, culminating in the patter of rain on windows.
And who doesn’t relish the smell of clean air and wet earth that only rainwater can bestow?
Certainly not me… a true ceraunophile.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleWow Linda, a new word – and what a word!! I too love storms and was thrilled to read your story. It reminded me of a poem I wrote when I was a teenager. It was about not wanting to sleep through a storm, and thus miss all the excitement. The last line was “Oh, how can I sleep when the world is alive with the wild symphony of the storm?” Thanks… Read more »
Thank you so much, Julie. My words ‘melody of nature’ pales in comparison to ‘wild symphony’. How I wish I’d thought of that! And that new word is new to me too, having stumbled across it during some research! I just had to use it!
A new word for me too, though not one I’d apply to myself. I must have managed to conceal my extreme fear of thunderstorms well when my children were growing up though, neither of them fear them at all. And I hate rain; it makes my bones hurt ????. A really enjoyable read, well done.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleDespite your fear, I’m really glad you enjoyed the story, Carrie. Thunderstorms aren’t for everyone!
Me over here finding thunderstorms thrilling and energising ???? You did a great job at not giving us that fear haha!
And I love this word, it’s new for me too Linda, but definitely describes how I feel ????
Hats off to your mum, Emily, she certainly did a good job of shielding you from her fear. Welcome to the Ceraunophile club!
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleMum takes a bow! ????
Wow. Linda, this reminded me of the thunderstorms we had in the town we grew up in. I used to love it, especially seeing the lightning at night. I must admit that on the one hand it was terrifying hearing the thunder, especially if it was nearby, but it was always spectacular to see. This is a great story!
Thank you, Marianna. Thunderstorms are always best enjoyed from the safety of the home! I’m glad you liked the story.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleLinda I loved your poetic and musical descriptions of thunder. Thank you also for teaching me what ceraunophile means.
I’m so glad you enjoyed the story Margarida. I think ceraunophile is a great word, I’m becoming quite attached to it! Thank you for your lovely comment.
Hello, Linda. Thank you for introducing the word “ceraunophile” to me. I love how you describe thunder and storm in a very poetic and musical way. What a lovely read.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleYou are very welcome, Lotchie and thank you for your lovely comment.
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Like several others of your readers, I too am a storm lover. I probably won’t ever call myself a “Ceraunophile”, however. Mainly because I can’t pronounce it!! Good story, Linda!
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThank you Juma. Pronunciation isn’t easy, is it? The phonetic spelling is sir on o file. I’m glad you enjoyed the story!
As I am writing this, a thunderstorm is raging over Valle del Cauca in the southern part of Colombia. As always when the sound of thunder is heard, my Doberman Nina is scared and has found her safety under a bed. I read your story to her, thinking it could change her mind, and I think she calmed down and went to sleep. We both enjoyed your poetic story very much.
Oh, poor Nina! I feel so sorry for animals frightened by storms and fireworks. I do hope she found some comfort in my story and glad you both enjoyed it, Christer. Thank you for commenting, I really appreciate it.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleWow, Linda, short and very sweet but packing a punch, Say hello to the newest member of the Ceraunophile Society. Next thunderstorm you’ll find me out in the garden, face upturned to welcome the rain.
Hello, fellow Ceraunophile! Thanks so much for your lovely comments Allan, much appreciated.
I love a storm but watching from inside! You really brought it to life for me – well done.
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To Leave Comments - Please SignIn with GoogleThanks so much, Sandra! Yes, I agree, watching from inside is to be recommended!