It was stormy yesterday. Well, it almost was, anyway: for a few minutes it got dark, it rained, it thundered. And it was windy for most of the afternoon. Sadly, it did not last. I love storms, I mean proper thunderstorms, that's one of the few things I love about summertime. Wolfie, on the other hand, isn't too keen on it yet, but I try to make him change his mind. He got quite scared yesterday when he heard thunder. So he cuddled up to me when it started thundering. Which I'm not complaining about. I find thuderstorms so much fun, like a free light and sound show. They are so atmospheric.
Blogue d'un québécois expatrié en Angleterre. Comme toute forme d'autobiographie est constituée d'une large part de fiction, j'ai décidé de nommer le blogue Vraie Fiction.
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