There are two things I love. A good storms and an oil lamp. I’ve been told I’m an old soul because of the way I see things. That’s probably not wrong.
Tonight we had a good thunderstorm. That’s always a good way to spend a day. I miss having a porch to sit on and watch them. Luckily we lost power for a good chunk of the evening.
We lit the oil lamps and just enjoyed the rain. There are few better ways to recharge. A good camping trip or a good fishing trip are the only things I can think of that are just as good.
Some nights I turn off the lights and light the oil lamps. It makes me feel at home. I don’t know why, but it is just a calming feeling. I think I would have been a good pioneer. I wish I could live in those times.
Nights like this just make me feel like I’m in a different, better time. One can feel more connected to the world. The noise shuts off and you can hear the things God made. The rain, the wind, the peace. (If you disagree, please be fair and respect my views. I will respect yours)
It’s good to disconnect. Ignore that I am writing this on my phone using the 4g signal. When it feels right to write, you write.
Back to the silence.