​I love when the lights shut down 

When winds come to life… 

Roaring, displaying it’s existence to us.

The fearless fall of undiluted droplets

Swaying fabrics dancing along. 

Laser show of the atmosphere without tickets

The untamed sound of Collision and rebirth. 

Dark, windy and slightly cold,

The violent yet delightful Nor’westers feed my soul. 


11 thoughts on “Nor’westers 

      1. Nooooooooo. That cannot happen. Click a picture or two of the beautiful things you do and share them us on WordPress. Or share us your views about the crazy things happening around. Something. Anything. But share.

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