Great piece, as usual, Zaira! I, too, love to sit on the porch and watch an incoming storm. Here, though — and I would say, other places as well — we learn to respectfully fear the weather. Not fear in the sense of be afraid, but fear in the sense of watch mindfully. Rain comes quick with nowhere to go and causes flooding, which causes much devastation; winter snow piles high very fast and does not allow anyone to escape, at times. But like you, I do not seem to let this fear bother me. A cup sweet cold tea, and a porch swing — as you said, pure bliss. Thanks for this piece! I look forward to reading more.