Gray skies and the rain tumbling down - pretty much the ambiance around here lately. For the most part I'm quite content to putz around my house, decluttering the art studio, straightening up, nursing my cold.
I've got my eye on the weather forecast though, something I haven't done so much lately, since for the most part, it doesn't affect me much. But, I'm planning to go see my Dad this weekend; I've not been able to get up there much lately. Weekends are usually filled with the grands, but this weekend is one of the rare ones when I'm home, and they're busy with other things.
And, as they say, "Life is what happens when you're busy planning other things." Mother Nature is holding her sides, gasping for breath, and just laughing at me. She's sent several days of rain, and is planning to up the ante this weekend with more heavy rain. For good measure, she's considering throwing in a hurricane.
VA has declared a state of emergency, and they're predicting huge flooding, certainly a possibility around here. Anyone who lives here knows we've perfected the fine art of weather hyping, so, while part of me deals with the fact that I may not be going anywhere, the other part of me has learned to say, "Just wait and see...and then, deal with it, honey, because you are so not in control here."
And, my photo here; it's only remotely connected to the post. We visited North Carolina's Outer Banks just about 2 weeks ago, pretty much where Hurricane Joaquin would make landfall if he chooses to do so. But, on this particular day, Twit #2 had a $3.99 shovel and an endless stretch of beach in which to dig his holes.
A little boy + a shove + a beach = endless fun.
A moment snapped in time that never fails to bring a smile to my face, just a "little scrap of magic!"