The corner of Deluge and Vine
No wonder we felt as though we were growing gills in July. According to the Bibleburg Gaslight, we got 5.39 inches of rain — 3.43 inches more than normal — and there’s more on the way, as August is normally the rainiest month of the year.
This weather is one of the reasons my ancestors fled the Emerald Isle, the others being the Catholic church, the Presbyterian church and of course, the English.
And it’s why I left Oregon for a job on the copy desk at The Pueblo Chieftain, which is a newspaper in the same sense than a Roadmaster is a bicycle.
Alas, I can’t flee Bibleburg for drier climes. I’m married now, and a property owner. Plus there are the cats to consider. Their shortest auto trip is my bus trip to Vegas.
Besides, we have this vine taking over the deck we can’t use because it’s generally about as welcoming as the boat dock outside the hotel in “Key Largo.” Someone has to stick around and keep an eye on it.