Thunder! Lightning! Partly cloudy with light showers! We took a break from working on the house late Monday night to watch the lightning and listen to the thunder roll overhead from underneath the eaves of the barn. Over the course of an hour we watched it roll from down near Stanwood all the way up to Padilla Bay before it finally petered. For all their cinematic reputation, thunderstorms really have no sense of dramatic timing. No preludes, no foreshadowing, just long periods of inaction punctuated by brief and arbitrary outbursts, and then you just sit in the theater in the dark until you get cold and go home. But what a theater!