Yesterday, Friday... April 18th. Driving on Island Highway and started
to have to slow for the blizzard we were driving into. Then there were 3 huge strikes of lightning that made the hair stand up on the
backs of our necks. The car next to me stopped at the same light
instead of running the amber as we both had intended to until humbled
by the huge flash and rumble.
Then it snowed for the next twelve hours, dumping about six inches of
snow on us.
This evening, I noticed that the sunset was incredible, as vivid an
orange as I've ever seen. The strange phenomena was the cone of light
that almost embodied the image I would give if I were to draw the
scene of souls ascending in the distance. It was very odd, like a cone
of mist that rose from the ground to the setting sun.
Today, at work, one of the chefs said that there was a nuclear bomb
test in China this week.
We had six inches of snow in April.
I have never seen lightening during a snowstorm. IT DOESN'T MAKE SENSE.
Have you?
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