Spring in Kansas

The reason I like Spring is because it either reminds me that Summer is coming or it brings such beautiful weather. Minus the snow days.

It is only in Kansas that I have seen the sky really wake up and start creating such beautiful pictures. They are like paintings in 3D. Actually better than 3D, I feel like I am living it.

Where else is there more going on above you than on the ground? When the storm slowly tumbles its dark clouds in one after the other, there is no other place I have seen the sun still fighting to shine through. It is amazing to watch this dynamic interaction between two opposing forces. Light and Dark apparently do not make gray.

Sometimes its a very serene green (which can get really creepy later in the Spring) or there will be splashes of pinks, purples, oranges, sometimes red. There are colors that look similar to those I've mentioned but are not even colors in our dictionary. These colors are like the neon signs of daytime.

This paints a very happy, sweet picture of Spring. But what I love about it in Kansas is that it's NOT. It's a crazy psychotic time of reinventing the words boom, explosion, crack, and pound. Rain never fell so thick and heavy in Seattle. It was so quiet and peaceful. Here in Kansas, it never lets you rest. It can drench you in literally five seconds. The lightening will blind you. If you never were afraid of thunderstorms, the way the sky explodes sometimes will terrify you.

And through it all, it is the only place in the world where the sun still can shine through.