Let’s talk about the weather
This morning the wind was blowing so strong that it actually kept Loca in check as we circled City Park. A man said to me as I passed him, beautiful day huh? Is he kidding I thought, but I could see he wasn’t. You have to be from here to know that the arrival of Jazz Fest means the real beginning of summer because no matter how cool or pleasant it is right now, it will pass by the first day of Jazz Fest. And then the Fest’s weather will be shrouded in mystery during the entire time – will it rain or not? being the largest question our pea brains can fathom.
I saw for the first time today a news flash about the storms in the Midwest and South, about the floods, and about the tornadoes, see what happens when you lift your head up for a moment, you realize we are all going to hell in a handbasket.
But this morning I sort of agreed with the guy, I love a wet Gulf wind and a slightly overcast sky to make the park look like it is cast in technicolor and the feeling that gravity is holding me down here with the other mere mortals.