Very stormy here at the moment. Lots thunder, lightning, and sheets of rain falling from the sky. The streets are slick and filled with swiftly moving streams of water. Reminds me of when I was a kid in S. Texas. We would sit out on the porch and watch the storms come sweeping in toward us across the hills. I used to imagine what it would be like to go on an adventure, our little house floating away on the rain and the storm. What kinds of things would we see and do? What kinds of places would we visit?

Today, I stood at the window for a while and watched the storm with my daughter. It is safe, warm, and dry in our house, and something about having a storm right outside makes everything feel more cozy than ever. I watched her and wondered what she was thinking ... what kinds of adventures she imagined out of the storm.