I happened to glance out the window of my office this afternoon and noticed the lightening storm across the river in New Jersey. The skyscrapers looked like they were sculpted from ice and the brightness of the sky was a reflection of the lightening strikes. It sure was beautiful from a distance - a really big, safe distance.
Of course, by the time I was on my way to the cross-town bus, I had totally forgotten about the storm and the lightening and the inevitable rain that would follow. Which is why I got soaking wet in the downpour that started when I was about a block away from my office. Storms move. Who knew?