Front row seats

Ready or not. Here it comes. Kevin says this photo looks like a still from a Spielberg movie. Be sure to click and see it big.

Tonight I learned first-hand about squall lines and shelf clouds.

Shortly after I pulled into the driveway at home around 6 p.m., a storm rolled up behind me from the north. Michael, our neighbor Felicia, Kevin, and I gaped from the road at the amazing show unfolding in the sky. When the lightning got close, we retreated to our front porches and marveled at the ferocious downpour. The rain quickly moved southeast, so I walked down to the beach and took some photos of the bay.

The word awesome is overused, but tonight I just have to say it: Awesome! There are a lot of photos here, and I love them all and hope you'll click to see them larger.

Elsewhere in Rhode Island, hailstones piled up like snowdrifts and roads filled with flood waters. A fisherman in Bristol was struck by lightning. Trees split and toppled, a chimney was blasted to bits by a lightning strike, and people everywhere were left shaking their heads at this wild day of weather.

New England: If you don't like the weather, wait a minute.

















Home, reflected.