Berea: a thunderous experience

Actually, Berea was rather less than I had hoped for. We made the drive down there at 105 degrees Fahrenheit. Once there, we visited some craft and art stores, but found that there were many fewer artists than I'd expected. The quality was good, but I was finished looking before I could find anything to buy. "Gee, darn, what a shame," I can hear my husband saying.
The drive back was much more interesting. We found many fields of tobacco, ripening and almost ready for harvest. The horse farms were also beautiful, with the characteristic black fences and the thoroughbreds are as gorgeous as you might imagine.
Then, 30 miles out of Louisville, a huge thunderstorm broke loose. Lightning everywhere on the horizon, followed by the most intense downpour I've experienced in years. Fabulous.