This cornfield lives on the road leading to the public landing referenced yesterday. The trees, fields, lawns, gardens, marshes--everything around here seems to be glowing an emerald green lately.
This is my favorite time of year, especially since we've suffered only a few really bad days of horrible, oppressive heat and humidity.
Speaking of oppressive heat and humidity, which sometimes spawn storms, last night as I left work in Williamsburg a fierce thunderstorm bulldozed its way through. I'm pretty sure I haven't seen rain and winds like that since one of the last hurricanes, although it didn't last very long.
Driving home along the Colonial Parkway, I saw white caps on the York River that rivaled scenes from that show Deadliest Catch. The schooner tied up at the Yorktown waterfront was being tossed about like a cork. We won't talk about the extremely ferocious winds whipping as I crossed the dreaded Coleman Bridge.
Once I arrived in Mathews, though, it was almost as if nothing happened. Evidently the worst passed to our south.
This post, which started with the color green and a public landing before morphing into white caps and
Thank you for stopping by.
p.s. If you live in the Richmond-Hampton Roads area, did the thunderstorm impact you at all?