> From: George Shirley <gshirley@lightwire.net> > Subject: [gardeners] More rain > > Was rudely awakened at 0102 this morning by a monstrous blast of thunder > and the night sky was lit up by the subsequent lightning bolt..... Even the lightning is laid-back: the South, you gotta love it (sorry, George). For no reason I can discern, this reminds me of hearing train whistles on dull, muggy afternoons back home - not even the Union Pacific at the south edge of town but specifically Santa Fe trains coming down from the broken prairie north or crossing the Smoky Hill River a few blocks SW of where I grew up, which means I couldn't have been more than 7-8 years old because that was when they quit running. In other words, at least a few years before I'd ever heard of any such thing as reincarnation or even US geography for that matter - and telling other people (who certainly don't remember), something like "I remember that they sounded like that on the Gulf Coast." bk--- not claiming to be George's grandfather or anything, still thinks train whistles are spookier even than most people think they are.