Originally Posted by
ChickNorris
Eeyore was the voice I heard when I read your text after I heard Tigger's: good morning ... lovely day -voice.
I was born at Bisbee Hospital & spent the summers at my Grandmother's house there. I remember watching the lightening with my nose against picture window trying to widen my field of view. I also remember arroyos flooding & the paved streets were water falls (Bisbee proper). Those storms were both beautiful & a little terrifying. However the nighttime storms on the horizon with the unpolluted star filled sky above, were my favorite. I visit Tucson frequently & there have been a few electrical duesies during my trips so now I've a better context when you said: rain @ 4. :)