The morning started out sunny and crisp.
One might have thought storm week was over.
In the late afternoon the wind picked up. Trees fell, palms fell, trash cans and fences blew over. It began to rain. Then it poured. The rain came down in sheets. The wind blew the sheets of rain. It was so loud I kept peeking outside to check on the rain. It seemed to be getting louder and louder.
"It sounds like it's raining in the house" I said with a giddy grin. I followed the sound of the rain. It didn't lead me outside where I expected. I addition to the rain outside we rain inside. We had a flood. Luckily, it was contained to a closet full of hardy outdoor gear. The walls inside are a bit damp. Good thing, we don't have any wall art other than our bikes.