Wow, you never know whether the weather will be wet or dry or something in between.

Think of the Nora Jones lyric "rain falling on a tin roof" and multiply that by about a hundred decibels and several hours a night, and you start to get an idea of what the past few nights have been like (minus Nora Jones of course). We woke up to a flooded yard this morning. Now the rain has stopped, and water mostly back where it is supposed to be ( in the ocean), tho still overcast and muggy. (I'm not complaining...86 degrees with my shirt off). Keith.