Last evening I wouldn't have noticed the dramatic sky in the west if I hadn't lost power. I would have been preparing my dinner. I would have heard the thunder and seen the lightning, of course. Couldn't have missed that.
So there I was sitting by a window reading by the last light of the day, keeping an eye on the clouds as they rolled closer, darkened and looked more and more threatening.
And then they were gone. The storm blew away to the south. The power came back on an hour or so later. I had a late dinner. All's well.