This is no ordinary storm,
no garden variety of ...
normal ... dumping buckets on our
heads; we're beyond cats and dogs. It's
lyons and tygers and beyahs (o
my), this efficient producer
of wet and several thousand
bolts of lightning per hour. Weather
for ducks and for ducking (hiding
like ostrich, keeping butt down to
avoid being struck). Supposed to
clear up, heat up: believe it when
it happens. Who knows when that will ...
been an ... unusual ... summer.
(c) 2007, Karla Dorman
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
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