|It’s 7:45am. The slight ray of hope I had when I got up about an hour earlier has dissipated into some dark crevice of despair. In fact there was some daylight at 6:45am, since then it has gone almost dark again. Thunder claps sound like the bombs they sometimes drop in this area. There is an unsteady pitter patter on our roof. It’s unsteady because of the wind gusts which let huge droplets fall out of the oak trees above us. I can sleep with a steady rain, but when it comes only now and then in form of giant splashes it keeps we awake. Last night’s sleep along with the night before was not good. And while it was ice cold a few nights earlier it was humid and hot last night. |
For Pete’s sake, (sorry Pete) what are those clowns from the weather services thinking when they announced: “Partly cloudy” for yesterday and today??? I can’t see anything other than clouds.
I think I’m done with Florida. For ever!
Oh, I see a few of you readers have started to get confused. See it’s really simple. I am Peter, but I’m not Pete. Pete lives here all the time while I (we) are just visiting. And I’m not turning 70 just yet. Pete’s having his birthday today and I dearly hoped for some nice weather. But…..not gonna happen.
When Al and Denise are suggesting to get ourselves over to Arizona, I was almost ready to go packing. But hey it’s still 2000 miles from here. A week of travel. Too far to go. But maybe Texas. We’ll see.
Meanwhile, have a great Saturday!