This project was a good idea. I’m looking forward to the results.

I once sat with a friend on a porch watching, listening, feeling, an entire thunderstorm in Austin Texas. It was magical, I especially enjoyed the sound changes of the thunder and the rain throughout the course of the storm. Sometimes the rain felt soft and feminine and sometimes it had a hard masculine quality, same with the thunder.

The whole thing felt like a sensual dance that nature was having with herself/himself. You know, like maybe I should tell nature and nature to get a room.

Anyway, loved your list, thanks for playing the High Vibes Game!
Cardin Lilly

The olfactory equivalent of cold water splashed in your face on a hot steamy day

That’s it, Steve!

That may be the physical tie between several of these things, too - there is a change in ozone levels and a modification of the electromagnetic field we normally live in.

No. I moved to Pennsylvania from Florida in 1980. My son lives in Venice now. I wouldn’t want to live there again, but I have intentions of visiting. I like seasons, and land that rises higher than my nose.

It is much easier to appreciate weather when you don’t have to actually be in it. Rain, for instance, I would rather watch than feel. I think I’m half cat. Not that I mind getting wet, but when I decide to get wet, not the sky. Wind is wondrous, though, as is watching and listening to the rain. It is possible to learn to not let weather changes upset you, especially when it leads to changes of plans. What you say about the wisdom of weather is one of the things that I get out of it. It is something we haven’t learned to control, and to me, that is a good thing.

Rain, thuderstorms, old forests, Led Zep, the beach… all these things pick me up. I especially love thunderstorms, the booms and crackles, and the smell just before and after. Thunderstorms smell like nothing else in the world. The olfactory equivilent of cold water splashed in your face on a hot steamy day.