before the storm

i love the evening sky before a storm, when the normal bit is just an iridescent fragment and the clouds seethe with greys mauves and navies and are amorphous and ominous. i love the stillness that holds everything in suspension just before the action starts. 

i love that calm in life too, just after things start to happen and just before things happen. like children growing up and starting to fly and not quite swooshing off yet. or like work finally finding a foothold and you get the sense that you could do this some more. you could say i am in an optimistic mood.

i miss the sky before the snows back in Virginia too.