It started raining just before 7 last evening. It was a soft, tropical feeling rain. It's been such a dry,dry summer, the kind that makes you avert your eyes from the plants you had such high hopes for when you put them in the ground in the spring. We didn't get a whole lot of rain but any is surely welcomed. It was so hot and dry this summer it was hard to come by a cloud most days. When our youngest son Travis still lived here on the island, and we had a summer like this, he'd look up at the sky and say " Oh Momma, don't you sometimes just get tired of that old sun and wish a cloud would come by?" Amen to that Travis! And...most days Frank and I wish Travis would come by.
Our latest monthly newsletter is Lou Ann's story of commercial clamming with 13 year old Morty. You can read it here.