Winds blew at a steady pace, gusting occasionally, threatening havoc by tornado.
Lawns are green and spanish moss is strewn across the lawns and streets.
Dead branches fell to the ground, pruning their trees naturally.
Dead branches fell to the ground, pruning their trees naturally.
Shores of the lakes, covered with rising waters, are void of sandy beaches.
Strange mushrooms have sprung up in really soggy areas.
Following an early walk, more rains consume the morning's hours.
Contentment is gratefully receiving it's bounty of peace.
However temporary the moment, it's power is lasting.
Being now is what it is.
