I miss thunderstorms now that I'm out in California. I remember sitting on my porch back in Wisconsin in my nightgown and feeling the wind pick up and the smell of damp, and suddenly the sweep of rain visible under the streetlamp as the lightning climbed ever closer and the rolls of thunder boomed.
Now, I get
this to keep me semi-entertained in the meantime. It's not nearly the same, but at least it sounds familiar. Thanks to Whitedove1's journal for the link.