Yes. A little rain must fall. And, it must fall like it would in an Impressionistic painting.
So, here’s what happened. We had a hurricane on Thursday night. You didn’t know about it because it didn’t make the national or international news.
What? Wait. Why not?
It was something called a Cold Core Hurricane. It formed out of a huge thunderstorm and winds that were blowing from 60 to 100 miles per hour. It started to form an eye and then broke apart. It probably didn’t last for more than a couple of minutes. Luckily for us. On the other hand, it couldn’t last very long. It didn’t have heated gulf water to fuel it. And, the temperature wasn’t hot enough to propel it. It didn’t have the chance to turn cyclonic.
What does that mean for this year’s hurricane season? The one that starts in just ten days. I have no clue. The season is supposed to be about normal. But, we haven’t had a hurricane work its way into the gulf and head even remotely to us for a couple of years. Don’t get me wrong. I’m not complaining. What it does mean is that it’s time for us to stock up on batteries, canned (yucky) food and bottled water. Or, not. Our working plan is to leave if a hurricane head this way. We’ll see.
Anyway. The barley formed hurricane didn’t do any damage. There was a lot of thunder and lightning, but we didn’t lose power. The rainfall was intense but fairly brief and by morning everything just had that newly washed look to it.
The picture. I took it in the Bywater. It’s naturally softened by rain water, which also made all those lights sort of bubble up and glow. The rest is as usual. See it. Shoot it.