Day Two Hundred Twenty 2013

W E T

So I just did me some talkin' to the sun
And I said I didn't like the way he got things done
Sleepin' on the job
Those raindrops are falling on my head, they keep falling
~from the song ‘Raindrops Keep Falling On My Head' by Burt Bacharach, Hal David

I was officially tired of rain about a month ago. Sometimes it seems like it’s never going to stop ~ like the sun is never going to shine again, especially on days like today. This picture looks kind of like something I ran through Photoshop, but it’s just a snapshot of the water rushing around in my yard today. The raindrops made some bubbles which was kind of cool. Otherwise, it can stop now. Please. Stop.

Day Two Hundred Nineteen 2013

Lesson for the day: Never park your car beside a road that floods in a heavy downpour. That little red car is mine. I went to climb in after Neil and I had finished our subs and had waited out the heavy rain, never thinking that the car coming toward me on that street was going to drive through that flood and send a giant wave of water into me. If I hadn’t had my umbrella over me, I would have been drenched from head to toe.  I still got soaked from chest to Crocs. And was about to get soaked again, but the next car in line took pity on me and slowed down enough so that the wave wasn’t a tsunami. It's funny because we were sitting in a window booth, watching this road start to flood when I took this random picture, and I was thinking that anybody standing out there on the sidewalk would get drowned by the wave from a passing car. Well, duh! [Where's a surf board when you need one?]