Smoked Turkey...

... a storm thundered through a few minutes ago and I went out to the garage to commune with it... as I pressed the button that slides the door up, a gust of wind pushed a few discarded dogwood blossoms across the cement and underneath the pool table as I watched on... warm and moist, the air was.. and then the rain came...

.. it fell slowly at first, but landed hard... huge raindrops that swooshed as they flew... and then they arrived faster and faster until the first furtive thumps became a roar of water meeting soil...

... I pulled a lawn chair open and sat it just out of reach of the splashing... and I lit up a cigarette just as the thunder started....

... smoking in the rain is a strange thing... the air seemed to grasp the smoke and hold it still.. impregnating it with moisture and then dragging it towards the ground, heavy... as if nothing could rise up through the falling rain...

... coffee and cigarettes and rain... and now the sky is clearing and I've just come inside... the storm is gone..

... I think I'll make a sandwich...

by Eric on April 19, 2006 | Bullshit (4) | TrackBack (0) | Psycho Rants
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Eric,
That's quite a cigarette you're smoking. Do you roll your own down there?

Bullshitted by Jerry on April 19, 2006 03:49 PM

I don't know how you can handle the stress, it must be that marine training.

Bullshitted by jamesoldguy on April 20, 2006 06:03 AM

Gotta agree - a smoke in a dry spot during a thunderstorm... one of those primal connection moments.

Bullshitted by Harvey on April 20, 2006 07:42 PM

Well we have something in common then. I do the same thing when a good storm moves through, especially the smaller hurricanes. I love to sit in the garage with a cigarette, a beer and some Segar tunes and watch the wind blow and the rain pelt everything. Love it! Makes for a great lazy afternoon.
Dawn

Bullshitted by Dawn on April 23, 2006 11:27 AM