We can bid adieu to August. She was dry and cool and then dry and scorching hot.
Around these parts August is the last of summer. September is when school starts and everyone closes up their cabins for the winter. Most of the tourists will have exited the State by Monday afternoon. All that will be left of tourists is the older retired couples who like the cool nights and fall colors.
The skies were quite dramatic last evening. A storm was heading our way carrying a little bit of much needed rain. Chance hates the thunder…he ended up on the floor in the back seat…poor boy is such a fraidy
cat dog when it comes to thunder.
We drove around looking at the clouds. It doesn’t take much to entertain us anymore.
We headed up to the prairie. From the cemetery we watched the storm come in and the sun try to burn it’s way through the clouds. By the time we made it back home it was raining! I hoped to photograph some lightening..no luck this time:)