How I love storms. They make me feel alive. When a hot January day starts off being unbearable and muggy, that's when you know there will be a a storm brewing later in the day. All day long the heat presses down on you like a clamp. But then a breeze will come up and the trees begin to stir. The light changes. The clouds creep over, the sky closes in upon itself, lightning in the distance .... and suddenly .... a bolt of thunder. CRASH. The rain smashes down. Streams of mud. Then it's all over. The sky clears as the sun goes down. The veld comes alive with sounds, smells and hedgehogs.