Thunder Snow galloped in through
the night. Progressing East this
white horse, swift of feet, throws
all riders, spins wannabe drivers
in their tracks. Thunder Snow is
a powerful steed, heeds no warning
from man or woman. Mother Nature
holds his reins. I hear him time
and time again. He’s racing through
the skies high overhead, unseen.
Eyes flash through barren tree
limbs that crack then hit the
ground. It does no good to look
around. Thunder Snow, once here,
As young children we form opinions, or are told by the adults in our lives, what causes nature and natural events. These stories can be fun, funny, reassuring, cultural, religious, mythological, generational, or made up on the spot to explain or reassure one.
What are some of the ‘stories’ you remember from your childhood that your parents or another adult used to explain storms, fires, lightning or natural disasters?
Do you, or do you plan to, carry on these same traditions with your own family? If not, why? How would you change them?