Tropical thunderstorms can be ferocious. In Singapore the worst ones happen in the middle of the night during the inter-monsoon season. Fortunately, apart from the need to get up to close the windows, I sleep very well through them! I love the rumbling thunder and the sound of the pouring rain. Sometimes, the wind gusts and howls, and it is accompanied by the crashing of things falling and breaking.
Here’s the evidence of one such gusty storm in April this year; an uprooted tree and broken bamboo stems, in the nature reserve. Part of the cycle of renewal, I’m sure.