Light rain and distant thunder on another wet morning coffee muses.

The view from the front porch and the back porch look a lot alike today… dark and wet. Constant thunder to the south. Other than that, the world out my back door is quiet. Even the frogs that filled last night’s air with their calls now quiet.

Watching the news this morning, Florence is filling the airways.

Not much to muse about on this repeat of a long string of rainy weather.

But on another note… there’s this…

Keeping the hummingbirds happy… and the thunder still booms.

I’m going to call it quits here for this morning.