Felt the humidity arrive in the middle of the night along with what's left of the tropical storm. Rain is on the menu today. Now, somehow, I have to get out of this bed.
Last evening, while driving home along quiet backroads, I saw cows grazing along a green hillside. There were freshly mowed hay fields and a long stand of sunflowers on the river bank all facing the sinking sun. The corn stood green and tall. I felt that urge I used to get when I needed to show you something beautiful.
This morning the rain on the drive in feels kind of sinister. Flood rain. Let's hope it eases up.
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