I love music. What I’m doing and when I’m doing it play a huge part in what I want to hear and at what volume.

When the storms roll in, the sky changes before your eyes. Our little house sits on a hill and has views pretty much from every side. All you need to do is turn the stereo on, go sit on the patio, put your feet up and watch…or open up the house, let the wind blow on through and turn the knob up to 11.

6:45 pm

We have two classic style stereos. Big wooden box speakers. If you were like me as a kid, these are the kind of speakers you used to lay on the floor as close to as possible to hear “your” song as loud as you could because your parents were convinced you were deaf and had made you turn it down. Those speakers. The ones that vibrate a house.

Well I’m grown now. I can turn it up. And trust me we have. Though we just moved into this house only a few months ago, our house has rocked and danced and swayed right along with us. The house loves music too. You can feel it.

6:47pm

Funny how a song can come on and you can feel like THIS is the perfect song right now. Then a few songs later maybe an old forgotten favorite plays and you go no THIS is the one. This is why I still love the radio. There is a local station out here 103.1 that plays random classic rock and deep cuts with no commercials. I love that I can go online and see what songs they have played  recently and by who. Then when I hear a song I really like but can’t remember who sings it its right there.

6:52 pm

Remember growing up fighting for what radio station you got to listen to in the car? Yelling different numbers from the back seat driving whoever was tuning it crazy. “No! Try 95.5!” “FM Dad! AM sounds weird!” My favorite memories as a kid are of our road trips from Baker to Las Vegas listening to EIGHT TRACK TAPES!

7:08 pm

I love music.

I would go to school in the morning, stuffed alongside a few other close friends in a car belonging to the one friend who had a drivers license, trying to fast forward the latest mixed cassette to THE song before we picked up everyone else and got to school.

7:09pm

Music.

It goes with everything. Cooking brings out my inner Tina Turner. I love her. Do it. Picture me dancing around. It happens. She’s amazing.

7:10 pm

Music. So universal yet so personal. I can love a song someone else can hate. A pitch or tone that can drive one person crazy can drive another to tears. Songs you played during personal times or events that are now embedded into your DNA can mean nothing to someone else.

7:10 pm

So here are pictures from yesterday’s storm. Remember we have views from all around so yes, the sky looks remarkably different from one side to the other.

Now, I suggest you sit back, put your feet up, scroll on through and listen to some good music. Enjoy the storm.

6:59 pm