During the summer months, Northeast Florida is usually drenched in afternoon thunderstorms.  I can honestly tell you that today was only the third such deluge in probably just as many months.  There was enough lightning surrounding me as I crossed over the Dames Point Bridge to make me feel like I was in a disco.  The thunder was just a welcome sign that more rain was coming. 

And after months of fire and smoke and coughing and facemasks and the stench of dying trees, the only thing we ask is to please send more rain! 



About Dena

I'm a suburban Clevelander by way of Oklahoma City, by way of North Florida, by way of Southern Maryland, by way of Upper Michigan, by way of Northern Italy, by way of Lower Michigan, by way of Texas. Because of living in so many places, I have something in common with almost everyone I meet. I love reading, writing, and American history (especially reading or writing about American history). I'm interested in culture of place, historical trauma, and writing about the kinds of histories most people don't know about.
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