sat outside tonight on the big grassy expanse of the lawschool front lawn and watched the lightning bounce back and forth from cloud to cloud miles away to the east over the Blue Ridge Mountains. It was like watching an IMAX movie but with cool night air. It was the largest, most impressive array of lightning strikes I have seen in my 32 years. Unless I'm forgetting one. Which is possible, maybe over the ocean. But this storm was removed and made no noise. Above me and to the west, I could still make out stars. I watched an airplane blinking on through the night, right into the heart of this mountain-dwarfing lightning. I could not tell you what it made me feel, but I was glad I wasn't at home.
