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Thursday, June 29, 2006

Sputter Sputter Toil and Mutter

When I fall asleep, I'm pretty much like a dead person. Nothing wakes me up. Usually.

This morning was one of those rare exceptions. But I didn't being awaken. I love thunderstorms and shortly before dawn a real whipper-do came through our area. A particularly loud thunderclap, followed by some very intense lightening brought me back to the world of the living and soggy. My cats, however, were less intrigued and flew off the bed and out of the room after the loud burst of thunder and succeeding rumbles from the sky.

I turned to face my bedroom window to enjoy the storm, thankful I wasn't out there but wondering a little how much more rain the creek out back was going to take before it arrives on my back patio.

Another hot day, the sun is out but the weather will turn rainy later this evening, hopefully after the ballgame I'm attending in Philly.

I spent the day working on my book and polishing up a poem. I'm looking forward to the long weekend and going to the beach. Nothing but nothing beats the beaches of southern Delaware and New Jersey. Nothing.

When I lived in New York City, I would take the Garden State Parkway down to Cape May to sit on the beach for a while before going to Wildwood. The boardwalk there is beyond compare to any other amusement park I've ever been to. Even the junk food is luscious. It's almost impossible to go wrong down there. I can go down there in a crummy mood and be instantly transformed by watching the ocean roar up on the beach and see rides and amusements for miles and miles. Glorious stuff. The White Shark is a wooden roller coaster I can't get enough of. The flume ride is another favorite.

Ah, my feet are itching to go down to the shore right now!

1 comment:

Cassie said...

I sure wish I was going!