Sunday, Soggy Sunday (Part One)

The weather report said 0% chance of rain and 1005% humidity. I should have checked for the dew point. Grey, overcast and damp but fortunately not to hot, a more soggy Sunday could not be achieved unless it poured buckets. This only made weeding the garden more necessary. Tropical weather means tropical growth, an encroaching jungle of weeds and crabgrass that looks more like southeast Asia the north America. Even the birds were not out in it. There was only one mosquito. Who ever heard of a solitary mosquitos? In my experience there are usually clouds of them. EVEN THE LOVECRAFTIAN MOLD WAS GONE! Did it smother in the humidity, drown in the rain or just return to outer space? After two and a half hours of this hostile alien environment all I could think of was Bradbury’s “The Long Rain”. So I headed back into my personal Sun Dome thoroughly wet and sweaty at the same time. Next year I’m going for a rice paddy.


About angela1313

I am a cat lover, a writer, and an artist who is finally making time to work on my art.
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