It was, as I have said, a fine autumnal day; the sky was clear and serene, and nature wore that rich and golden livery which we always associate with the idea of abundance. The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some trees of the tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange, purple, and scarlet.... As Ichabod jogged slowly on his way, his eye... ranged with delight over the treasures of jolly autumn. ~Washington Irving, "The Legend of Sleepy Hollow"
Sunday, July 22, 2012
A summer storm comes.
Today it was 103 and kind of humid. Awful weather. These are the "dog days of summer" and not pleasant at all.
Tonight I'm sitting here writing a post and there is a storm passing overhead. This is one of the rare storms of summer here in the California Foothills. First there was a quick downfall of rain, huge heavy drops, and now... thunder and lightening. It's noisy and dramatic. I'm glad I have a roof over my head.
Now the rain stopped. The thunder is more distant, but still the lightening lights up the dark windows.
I ran outside a while ago and grabbed the pillows from the chairs, thinking we were going to have a lot of rain, but the quick downpour was it... for now. Maybe we will get more later.
When I was feeding the chickens earlier and putting Annie in the garage for the night, I took these photos of the clouds . Enjoy!
Maybe tomorrow morning will be cooler.
I hope so. This is too hot and humid for California.