Thunder Boomer

There are a few advantages (not many!) to posting later in the day. Today, for instance, in a prefect sequel to yesterday's post, we are about to have a big thunderstorm here. And it feels like a wonderful catharsis.

I think of yesterday's heat on the pirate ship, and on the Key Bridge, which I decided to walk across there and back. The shrinking boards, the hot breath of the cars, the scant shade, the quickly melting ice cubes in my cup of iced tea.

All of that is about to be blown away by the wind and rain and rumbling.

Not as easy to write about thunderstorms at 8 a.m. as at 4 p.m.

Thunder on!

(Picture of a place that knows great heat.)