Protected from the harsh winter storms, the valley was already lush and green.
"Nonsense. Summer storms are as common as a fat man at a pie fair," he said as the ancient Scout lurched forward.
The tall trees were draped in a white robe that had drifted to the earth, not snarled their way downward like the wind driven Eastern storms where snow was a dirty word, not the magical hush that mother nature bestowed on the mountains of the west.
The flakes were not large, but unlike most gentle Ouray snow storms, they didn't drift to the ground like tiny dust motes.
More thunder boomed. Katie wondered what other kinds of storms the underworld might have. Would it rain something other than black water? With her luck, it'd rain bugs, like the beetle nest she skirted.
How would you define storms? Add your definition here.