Never in my days have I seen Mother Nature act this way. It was terrifying and beautiful all at the same time.”–From the diary of Maggie Brown, July 1891 White flashes, bright and frequent, startled me from sleep. At first I thought it was cop lights but then I remembered I wasn’t in the city and the likelihood of a cop being out here was slim. The flashes kept coming, over and over again every few seconds. I sat up in my bed and the last flash was followed with a loud and tremendous rumble that shook the whole cabin. Thunder, it had to be thunder. I got out of bed and looked outside towards the mountains. It was stunning and awfully frightening at the same time. Every few seconds the jagged mountain peaks were shown in the shadows of the lightening streaking across the sky. I had never seen anything like this; awe overtook me. As the second burst of thunder blasted above I jumped. Logically, it was completely irrational to be afraid of thunder. It was only sound and I knew that but people are not completely logical beings and thunder scared the shit out of me.
