A knock on the door
The doorbell just rang and someone was asking me what the heck is going on with the bayou – “I’ve never seen it so low!” – I told them the Sewerage and Water Board had lowered the level in the bayou by opening the locks to prevent it from spilling over due to the heavy rains we’ve had and are expected to have because of Fay.
It’s been raining here every day and day before yesterday it never stopped raining – there are mushrooms growing everywhere, the park looks like Emerald City with its supernatural green-ness, the grass is hard to cut because the ground is so wet but it’s growing like mad, and worst of all the BUGS are obnoxious because mosquitos and no-see-ums thrive in wet warm weather.