April 11, 2008
Mother Nature needs to take an anger management class. She's at it again, the bully -– I wonder wouldn't play with her this time? I can hear her try to sneak down the hollow of my chimney. But, I'm safe. The flue is shut.
I respect her – fear will do that. My lesson was learned as I stood with my family, in the usual place, watching the Canada Day festivities. Colours burst through the air as we gazed up in childish wonder, safe under the man-made glow. We shouldn't have ignored her. Mother Nature was silent, sulking and then suddenly jealous. A slice of lightning. A punch of thunder. Then it was done. My brother, a few feet away, was on the ground. A screaming world swirled around me. At last, he staggered to his feet and we ran for the safety of the cottage. Mother Nature's laughter rolled through the night - forever Queen of the Playground.
