Harrisonburg is a beautiful place. Where I live, at the county line, I have a great view of green fields, not-so-distant mountains and, of course, sunsets. This little part of the 'burg is typically pretty serene and the beauty is a quiet one. That was not the case last night. A wild storm just blew in, knocking out our power, whip-lashing our plants, moving the outdoor furniture wildly about, depositing our recycling bin down the street and even now, leaving branches and other such debris all over our yard and the yards of many others. The storm was truly an impressive display of raw power that was wonderful to witness from the safety of indoors (mostly, I ventured out a few times). I find it ironic that the wild storm created a different kind of beauty. By giving us, the Rutts and us Millers, the chance to drink wine in candlelight while watching the storm was serenity in a new way. I can only hope that I have many more moments like these in my future. Exercise log: 6:30am - 6.4 mile run with Lex & Jay
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