top of page

Still Raining

Fay has stalled once again. And she’s dumping water on us like crazy. Not as much wind as they expected by any means, but rain, rain, and more rain.

The weatherfolk say we’ve gotten over 30 inches in the last couple of days, which is two-thirds the amount of rain we usually get for an entire year.

Mom’s doctor, who makes house calls, called to say he’s not making house calls today. He got stuck on a flooded road.

There are tadpoles swimming in the little pool that has formed at the bottom of our driveway. Newspapers haven’t been delivered in two days. Nor has the mail. “Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds,” indeed!

Related Posts

See All
Wings of Desire

April may be the cruellest month, breeding lilacs out of the dead land, mixing memory and desire, stirring dull roots with spring rain,...

 
 
 
The Doorbell

The original doorbell of this house was particularly anemic. It could be heard from the living room and the kitchen, but almost nowhere...

 
 
 

Comments


  • Facebook
  • Twitter
  • 1024px-Instagram_icon
  • YouTube Channel
  • Buy Me a Coffee
  • Amazon-icon
  • goodreads-trans
  • librarything_logos
  • litsy_logo

© 2022 by Craig R. Lloyd-Smith. All rights reserved.

bottom of page