... began in rain. A long soaking rain. The low overnight had dropped into the 40s. The forecast for Monday was partly sunny, high around 82°F. This was not to be.
A big line of thunderboomers and heavy rain crossed Lake Michigan and came through by 11 am. We'd roughly planned on an early lunch and then a run to the local IMAX theatre to see Hubble 3D, followed by another regular movie. But we bailed on that plan.
No fun imagining one sitting in a theatre soaked and with a wet jacket and umbrella to mind, too. Besides, it was Labor Day -- we could rush out and try to do things or sit home and veg. We voted on the latter. Of course soon afterward the rains stopped, at least for a while. The sun even tried peeking out for a spell. But the clouds and rains came back. And that 82°F high? It made it all the way up to 73°F instead. Been a while since the weather forecasts were so off.
Anyway, we stayed home and had a leisurely, yet productive, afternoon. I took some brief notes I'd jotted down on the last day of July and churned out a new 1100 word five page story, which I will send off to Gavin Grant and Kelly Link at Lady Churchill's Rosebud Wristlet. Fun zine, good people. Needless to say, it's not the usual sort of Dr. Phil's story. (grin)
At 8:30 pm, while watching Carole King and James Taylor Live at the Troubadour on PBS, the open door to the porch added a different accompaniment -- REALLY loud bug noises, buzzing in the dark. It was lovely and earthy. Carole King and James Taylor, what a lovely pair of voices, each singly or together.
Tomorrow Fall Semester officially starts at WMU. And I have to start getting up at 5:45 am in order to hit the road and make it in for a 9 am class. Life goes on.
How was your Labor Day weekend?