The weather is mocking me...
It kills me... Every day or so it clouds up and there is lightning and high winds...
but never a drop of rain.
Ever.
Storms from the East...
Storms from the West...
Storms from the South...
Storms from the North...
But nothing for us.
We sat watching a stormfront roll in- the Fort completely disappears from view like Brigadoon...
They get an inch and a half of rain.
I stood on the front porch with a bar of soap and a bottle of shampoo for an hour, mentally drawing the storm to the island.
Nothing.
Another day we watch as they get rain and several waterspouts dance around the fort. Us? We had sunshine the whole time.
The first one
They better be battening down the hatches over there...
Two waterspouts nearing Ft. Jefferson
The weather- she mocks me.
TBG out- being mocked by the raindrops
Tuesday, July 17, 2007
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