Playing With Isaac
Well, I am back! The heavy rain and gently blowing wind didn’t stop me from having a restful night’s sleep. The hotel air conditioning, and mild exhaustion from the long day’s air flight, droned out the unwanted sounds of foul weather. I wasn’t so lucky the following morning!
Before the sun awoke I semi-cheerfully battled the remnants of hurricane Isaac as I fought off pelting rain and shirted hazardous mud filled water puddles along the road. I was grateful that the wilting corn fields finally were drenched in the cooling rain. By mid-day the sun and humidity returned as temperatures again topped 90 degrees a storm once called Isaac disappeared somewhere far to the East.
Playing With Isaac