Linda is the host of JusJoJan
If I am safely sheltered in a dry secure place, I love storms. The rain and thunderstorms, that is. Not the ones at sea.
Sitting by the window and looking outside at the pitter-patter of the rain, the fragrance of earth slowly soaking the water (petrichor), and the forks of lightning the sky in a spectacular way, it’s a visual and sensual treat.
I’ve never been on the sea in a storm, but what I’ve seen in the movies or tv, it sure is a scary experience. The mere dimensions of them make me glad that I never faced any.
Then there are the storms in teacups. Many people I know are fond of creating these sorts of storms. Any little issue or problem is blown up beyond recognition into a massive thing. I’m glad I am not one of those people. It gets so exhausting to deal with them.