A mighty thunderstorm raced down the West River valley recently. Unrelenting bolts of lightning lit up the night sky for nearly an hour. Winds of 85 mph bowled over huge trees, causing much damage to a neighbor’s property. A dry stone project I did there years ago was mangled by a white pine crashing down on it. Soon after, the logs were sent to a saw mill and the wall was repaired. A sense of normalcy returns here, but the sudden ferocity of that storm has left us all a bit shaken. Nature’s great strength is beyond full comprehension. Even after bearing witness, the reality of the storm is recalled as if it happened in a dream.