It was the popular question last week. “Have you floated away yet?”
No, I told my mother, we hadn’t. We live on a hill. Sort of.
After two years of scorching summers with not nearly enough rain to suit the tastes of local farmers, this has been one water-logged summer.
And as much as I know we need rain — but not in 1 inch, 30-minute downpours — sometimes I look at the sky and ask if enough isn’t enough already.
The wild storms have given me some time to practice lightning photography ... with frustrating results.