by Diane W. Bailey | Oct 30, 2014 | Diane's Posts
This week I have been watching clouds build tall, with their gray bellies, offering the promise of rain, then, blow right past us. We watch as another cloud builds thinking it too will pass us by. But, across the pond there are drops of rain, still invisible to the...
by Diane W. Bailey | Jun 25, 2014 | Uncategorized
The sky puffs up dark gray, and storm clouds darkening the horizon are coming in like a bully looking for a fight. Lightning crackles within the gray, sending moms scrambling for children and beach towels as the wind playfully kicks up sand on the beach. A small...
by Diane W. Bailey | Aug 27, 2012 | Diane's Posts
The Sky is clear blue, and the only clouds are the vapors of a passing plane. No one would ever think that a storm is brewing and headed this way. It would be easy to ignore the warnings and continue with life as usual, because it just doesn’t look like anything is...