Changma, The Rainy Season
After many weeks of waiting, I heard the first real thunder here in Korea this morning. I love crazy weather and have been waiting for thunder and lightening. It has not been dramatic yet. It is raining pretty hard though, and the air feels like a thick wet wool blanket. But there is nothing to awaken me in the middle of the night with a CRASH, BOOM!
Sigh… guess it is a homesick feeling. In Missouri the weather can get really exciting. Nothing like a tornado warning to get the blood pumping. I suppose my storm chaser fantasies would end if I ever actually got caught in a tornado. But nothing makes me feel more alive than those few pregnant moments before a storm arrives. Even the bugs go silent. The birds hush and the whole world holds it’s breath.
Then the full pounding fury of the storm lets loose and I run for cover, cowering but fascinated behind glass within the safety of my home.
Hear that? I sound like I’m there right now. But I’m not. Just wishful thinking.
But I have this cool picture to show you anyway. I took this one at the Korean Folk Museum.
This is what Koreans used to use as raincoats before plastics and modern times. It is made like a thatched roof on one of their traditional houses. I think it would work great.
It also looks mysterious, like some sort of powerful shaman would look out from under the pointy hat with glowing blue eyes and then zap you with his mind…
Ooh, too many of my husbands’ martial arts movies!
Tags: Korean raincoat
