Stranger in a Strange Land – No. 8It’s pouring here. Again. Which means we have to be on the lookout for flash-flood warnings.
This is the norm here: See rain, grab ark. The water has nowhere to drain since the town is built on limestone. So water pools quickly.
But as I approached my local grocery store, these two birds were loitering on the sidewalk. They made the entire day worthwhile.
What gave you joy today?
This is part of an ongoing series regarding my transition from the Land of Lincoln to the Bluegrass State. For a list of previous articles in the series, type Stranger in a Strange Land into Lull’s search function on the right.
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