…wait a minute.” My mother used to say that all the time, and most likely someone famous said it first. She was talking about Massachusetts, but I beg to differ, Massachusetts is an amateur compared to Florida. Well, that’s what I say anyhow, and most of the people I know who live here agree.
It was hot and sunny at 6:30, which doesn’t comes a surprise since it’s August in Florida. Then I heard a crack of thunder just as a severe weather warning came over my phone. I hurried to get the dogs out before the rain, and above is what it looked like out back. Around front the dark clouds were taking over. Then it started to rain so I herded the dogs around to the back door and discovered a gorgeous rainbow. A double one, or so it looks in the photo. And as we came into the house I saw the end of the rainbow, it ends on my neighbor’s lanai. And then it poured. As soon as it gets dark I think I’ll go out and look for the pot of gold next door.
By 8:00 the storm was essentially over, and the clouds were trying to show the sunset colors. And my neighbor’s dog wondered what the heck I was doing taking photos in the drizzle. Isn’t that fence a sight? My neighbor and I talk about redoing it, but that’s as far as we seem to get. Don’t want to rush into anything.
That storm was actually Thursday night. Friday night was in instant replay of the night before, but without a rainbow and with a waterfall on the lanai. Ah, Florida weather!