The Lull Before the Storm

The lull. Lightning flickers in the distance. Thunder rumbles softly. As the towering wall of dark clouds draw near, an eerie light and strange silence settles across the land. The birds stop singing and scurry for shelter. The sky grows darker and comes swiftly like the gaping mouth of a fish ready to swallow down its white gullet everything in its path. It is time to seek shelter. It’s time for any last minute repairs to your shelter. There is no time to waste. When the torrents of rain and...