I woke this day to the sound of thunder.
How far off? I sat and wondered.
Started humming a song from 1976
Odd, so I got up early for kicks.
The morning closing in . . .
Seriously? Five fifty? I got up at five fifty? What’s with that? But as my dad says, it’s good to be somewhere, and right now, I am not in my bed where I should be, but at the keyboard, getting ready for another steamy day. I’m blaming the early rising on the weather, which is really bad just over the horizon, the rumblings of which woke me this morning. But it was the red sky that got me up, and now there’s no way I’ll get back to sleep. Besides, the birds are really noisy.
Tomorrow is the 4th of July, so I will not be posting.
Happy 4th!
Published on July 03, 2012 03:42