Time To Head To The House!

  Early this morning, thunder grumbled in the distance and clouds covered the sky.  I figured there was enough time to get one quick hike in before everything cut loose.  Grabbing the camera and slipping on my moccasins, the short trek to the pier started.  About halfway down the hill, a slight mist started hitting my face so the camera was covered by my conveniently baggy shirt.  It was already acting contrary so there was no reason to add to the problems.  Ahh, peace!  Once I near the marsh, it seems that I am in my element as a certain peace envelopes me.  I stood with my eyes closed breathing in the salty air.  Yep, this is definitely where I belong.

  Then, I opened my eyes to a threatening situation!  In the few moments that I was meditating, the clouds thickened and obtained a rather ominous glow.  Uh, oh!  That did not look good!  It is never safe to be on the pier during a thunderstorm so I had best get myself back to the Little Bayou House!  Hustling up the hillside is a feat for an old lady but I did it in remarkable time.  In fact, I got there JUST in time as...CRACK!  BOOM!  A large lightning bolt shot across the sky to the back of the Bayou.  Needless to say, I did not wait around to see if a tree was struck!  I surely did not want to be outside with lightning popping about the place.  Boom!!! More lightning strikes and then a torrential downpour!  Whew!  I am sure glad I was back inside.  

  The day was much the same with thunderstorms rolling across the Bay every few hours.  On a positive note, the area got a good helping of much needed rain.  Things will look so refreshed come morning.  For now, I am glad I am back inside the snug Little Bayou House.