Yesterday the otherwise hot and sultry Makaha experienced a wild winter tropical storm like nothing before. Lightening crashed and thunder roared. And the heavens poured torrents of rain saturating the thirsty landscape with a quenching soak . During the storm the wind swept through the trees, and thuds could be heard on the roof all day long as one by one the mangoes were torn from the tree in howling winds to leave a blanket of orange yellow green fruit sprawled across our front lawn. That night I slept peacefully to the soothing sound of pouring rain pounding and the next morning I awoke to a beautiful blue sky and the shining rays of sun glistening though my window.