Here's what we have going on:
The clouds are going one way and the rain is going another?? Actually, now it's settling down a bit, but there for a while it was exciting. I love thunderstorms. I have a child who really REALLY didn't, until she was about 10. (Sorry, kid... English pronouns are gender-specific. It's kind of obvious which one was in my bed at the first sound of thunder!) Actually, that's a lovely, cozy memory. Not the scared child part, exactly. But we'd be in bed, hear thunder... and then, like clockwork, the scuff of little pajama feet on the wood floors as said-incognito-child scampered to "safety".
She's become a grown-up and so have I. After I enjoyed the view and took some pictures, I ran around to see if the gutters were all working. That would be a no. I wonder what I do about that?