No thunder to be heard, this time...

Another day, another storm. This one was the definition of wintry mix, some snow, some rain, some sleet, some freezing rain. The only thing we were missing was some thunder. Have you ever heard thunder in winter? If you live in northern snow accosted regions you may have experienced this. Though it's not that unusual I always think it a strange mix to have a pounding snow storm and amongst the howling winds and the snow whipping up against the windows to have the rumble of thunder and perhaps a dash of lightning. Quite the effect. During one of our recent snowstorms, in the morning no less, E'owyn started trying to squeeze her 60 lb terrier body under my desk while I was working with the computer. It being winter I didn't make an immediate connection to her behavior though concerned as to her distress until my ear picked up the rumble in the background of the storm. Obviously she's not much fun during a regular summer thunderstorm. Weird when against a perceived adversary she is a fierce representative of the the Airedale breed, throw out a little thunder and she'll try to crawl into shoebox. Now Patches is a different story (in too many ways to count). During such weather events he'll pretty much chill out watching the going ons around him. Imagine the fun we'd have living near an active volcano.

E'owyn and Patches in the back yard sitting
atop a frozen five foot snowdrift late this
afternoon after this morning's storm.