a rockwell

“sometimes I get lonesome for a storm, a full blown storm where everything changes. the sky goes through four days in an hour, the trees wail, little animal scatter in the mud and everything gets dark and goes completely wild. but it’s really God- playing music in his favourite cathedral in heaven- shattering stained glass- playing a gigantic organ- thundering on the keys- perfect harmony- perfect joy .”
― Joan Didion, Slouching Towards Bethlehem