I’m one of the baffled ones. Last Friday’s rain was lovely and seemingly significant. Here it is Monday and I’ve been handling hoses. What gives?
I'm sorry to admit it, but I am not a big fan of summer.
That was quite a storm last Sunday afternoon.
I have good Guy Cotton raingear but it did not matter last Thursday.
After last Tuesday morning's lovely and much needed rain, I traveled Middle Road around lunch time.
I hate when I need to complain about the weather. For starters, it does not respond to criticism.
Except for Dorothy's transport into Oz, I have had no experience with tornadoes.
It happens every year!
Wind is my least favorite weather, but recently, in the Vineyard Haven Post Office parking lot, I actually enjoyed it.

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