Today should be a State Holiday. Today should be celebrated throughout the coastal US. There are slightly more than six hours left until the end of hurricane season.
This is our weatherly watershed for the year. Our continental divide of winds. The end of having to duck and cover when named storms take aim.
We can give a heartfelt sigh, but not all together. We don't want to start any major wind moving . . .
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I'm almost sure someone sighed. Did you feel the wind from that low pressure that was up in the northeast? We were under the squall line all day. T. even took the decorations off the porch.
I saw the map with heavy weather moving your way. I hope it got it out of its system and the rest of the year behaves itself.
Suse is hoping that the forecast holds up for snow just north of where she lives.
Should it snow,
she'll up and go>
Was that chile dropped on her...? Nooo, does she, maybe, remember her sister trying to walk across a snowdrift?
I like the idea of snow. Elsewhere. But no icy roads, please. I don't want to drive on them. Ever.
Maybe, maybe the lack of pollen and the resulting feeling of well-being is associated with snow. I'm just trying to understand, here.
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