Thunderchild

Thunderstorms. I love them, but not as much as she does. I sit and watch the rain, the forks of lightening, listen to the thunder. Then I sit and watch her, watch her react, happy, excited, like a child. That’s why I like thunderstorms.

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Long time blogger, Father of Jack, geek of many things, random photographer and writer of nonsense.

Doing my best to find a balance.

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