One of the things I respect so much about mother nature is her lack of respect for us. We can marvel at her beauty and fear her power yet none of it is personal. We meddle in her moods at our own peril, not hers. She can give so much joy to us and in the blink of an eye take it away without any apparent remorse.
As her power is so apparent in front of me I am conscious of people sweating it out in the southern states whilst folks up north are preparing for a hopeful breaking of the drought with the expected cyclone crossing the coast in the next day or so. We so often remark if its a good day or not. That, I believe is up to us not the weather.