It rained last night/early this morning. And now it’s cool out (or Cool ‘n’ Out, as the Joe Strummer song goes), probably in the low to mid sixties. I’m hoping, of course, that the rain and cool temps here in mid-September will help us to have a colorful autumn; I’ve always thought that a cool and wet September helps somewhat. We’ll find out, I suppose. We’ll find out one way or another.
I’m listening to Joe Strummer, obviously. Adam had mentioned to me on the phone a couple of days ago that he was listening to Joe; he’s been on my mind ever since. I’ve even been texting Adam some random Strummer lyrics, or rather, the lyrics to songs which have been playing on repeat in my mind.
Me: I’m with the coma girl and the excitement gang.
Adam: I’m in class. Listen to Joe and stop texting me!
Me: I will, sir!
Adam: Ha! Talk to you later.
And now, suddenly it seems (at 1:54 PM), the clouds have parted somewhat and there’s a hint of sunshine on the landscape. Which means, of course, that the front which brought the rain moved through rather quickly, it’s effect quite fleeting and perhaps not truly measured until high autumn days.
