Everyone in Indiana has started referring to summer instead as "monsoon season." After weeks and weeks of constant rain, sometimes heavy, sometimes a slow drizzle, we started getting a few strong storms that dumped buckets of water, accompanied by incredible displays of lightning. One second, it'd be black, the next it'd be bright as midday. Jack and I stood out on the deck one night before heading to bed and watched the display.
It was an incredibly impressive lightning storm. Still, I'm so over the rain.