One evening, about dusk
It was Blustery. A spring evening, cool and real windy.
There are giant trees all around and the sounds are awesome. It seems that the trees create a bigger sound when there are no leaves. When the wind blows in a certain direction the huge poplars along the driveway roar. It sounds like a train is coming down the drive. The wind changes and the giant white pines make a new sound, a different pitch, a higher note. And almost as loud as the poplars.
A front moves in, some stuff flies across the yard - the winds are now sustained. A little lightning and one big roll of thunder.
It’s exciting but does make a person a little bit jumpy.
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