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A short bucket drop

Today, a modest thunderstorm moved its way through Montgomery. My daughter and I stood outside and watched the water pour down and try to squash the steam back down onto the street and wash the dust and heat from rooftops. It was a good thing. A very good thing. The pressure of this Southern heat and humidity is beginning to tire me. I caught a few butterflies in my stomach at the thought of Fall, the warm sun and cool air. Oh, let it come.

Speaking of storms, there are two out in the Atlantic, one a tropical storm headed out to nowhere but the other bordering on a depression heading towards the Caribbean. As always, this blog is watching carefully.

(Image: water pouring off my roof)

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