Of Dark Clouds and Silver Linings

Bad weather is more unnerving when you live in a tin can.  I used to love extreme weather.  Now it is borderline terrifying.  The swaying trees seem closer and creak more loudly.  The house rocks with a strong enough gust and the rain pounds on the roof like a drum.  It all feels a bit more precarious, probably because it is.  This will take a bit of getting used to.

But by morning, the storms moved on and took the fog that enveloped Narragansett with them.  A beautiful summer day followed in their wake.  All-in all, we survived the ordeal no worse for wear . . .  a little sun burn aside.

Just an another day at the beach - Scarborough Beach, RI