It’s been raining pretty heavily tonight.
I was sitting down, trying to write something lovingly romantic, juggling with words, and enjoying my evening, when something caught my attention.
A weird noise coming from outside. Something I had never heard before. My best guess was that someone was playing with a manhole cover. But who would be strong enough to lift a manhole cover, just to let it bang back into place? Why would anyone do that? In the pouring rain, this late at night??
I looked out the window, but couldn’t see anything. The noise, though, was getting stronger, and the banging more and more frequent.
I went downstairs, and brought my tablet along… Here’s what I saw, from our front porch! (Sorry, the image is not super clear, but zooming at night does not give the best videos…)
Ok, I know, nothing compared to what just happened in North Carolina… But still very impressive in Freezingland!