Time has moved along since I loaded and saved these photos a week ago.
The day before the summer solstice was clear with a brilliant blue sky, light wind driving puffy white clouds across the sky. Since then, the weather has deteriorated into steamy heat, thunderstorms and rain.
Gardens have been lashed by a series of pounding storms; creeks are swollen to overflowing with muddy rushing water.
The sometimes dry brook along our lane is noisy with the flow of water that has brought from somewhere a collection of trash including a discarded car tire.
The sun comes out briefly, then disappears as another bank of black clouds ushers in more rain and lashing wind.
We have been unusually busy--a variety of people in and out--errands, meals at odd times.
Sleep has eluded me during nights disturbed by crackling lightning and thunder that booms and echos up and down the ridges and hollows.
I share these photos--now out-of date--even as more rain assaults us, drumming on the metal roof of the house as we prepare for bed.