I grew up in Western Michigan. I spent a great deal of my youth on the shores of Lake Michigan, taking measure of each season with the activities I enjoyed there.
In the winter, we always went to The Lake to challenge gravity by Snurfing down the sand dunes. In the spring, it was walks in the wooded dunes, seeing the forest floor blossom with wildflowers before the leaves came on the trees. In the summer, the waters of the lake warmed to swimming temperature, and to this day there are few things I enjoy more than playing in warm water. Preferably with big waves. And in the fall, we'd watch the forest canopy turn orange, red, and yellow, then breathe in the smell of fallen leaves in giant gulps as we prepared for the first flurries.
But back to the summer. Spending so much time at The Lake meant we inevitably watched the big summer storms make their way west. We'd see the big thunderheads fill the western sky, then watch as the storm lurched its way across the freshwater sea, towards our shore. We'd see the lightning hit the water, and wonder if was safe to swim (it wasn't, but we were young and dumb.) And then the weather would hit, full of wind and rain, and it was awesome. Never scary. Just exhilarating.
So last week, I was lurking around some Facebook friend's pages (yes, people I went to high school with), and I found this incredible video of a summer storm hitting the shores of The Lake that my best friend's sister posted. Now I don't remember ever seeing a "shelf cloud", but when and if I do, I am going to stop what I am doing and take it all in.
Check it out: