THUNDERSTORM - Standing at the edge of the field you can feel the heavy rains pouring down all around you. You can feel yourself slightly sinking into the earth as the mud squishes between your toes. In the distance you can see the lightening. You can hear the piercing cry and sharp snaps of the tree a ways ahead of you when it buckles under the pressures of nature right before the thunderous roars overwhelm it when they meet. This is not the smell of the rain. This is the smell of the thunder.