Looking back as far as I can remember I have been captivated by the majestic power of a thunderstorm. Watching the skies light up from the splintering flashes has stirred in me a fascination and comfort like nothing else...then waiting and anticipating the rolling rumble or a violent explosion leave me on my edge. I have awesome childhood memories of sitting out on our porch and just taking it all in. The ones that I have enjoyed the most were over the bay or ocean - watching the lightning across the sky and the mirror image across the water...while the waters stir in response...awesome! I can't wait for thunderstorm season!