I woke up to the sound of pouring rain coming from Tropical Storm Isaias today. I love listening to the sound of rolling thunder and the feeling of being safe in my bed. There was no rush to go anywhere, so I enjoyed listening to the rain and nodding in and out of sleep. About mid-morning the rain let up, and I left the house and took a walk down by the creek. The mist coming off the water was beautifully eerie. I didn’t see anyone braving the stormy weather save for a few fishermen. The sun was peeking in and out between the gray clouds as I walked the nature trail and crossed over the rail tracks to the meadow. I travelled up and down the hillside admiring the wildflowers, the trees and the stormy sky. The goldenrod is beginning to bloom and I saw some butterflies and clearwing hummingbird moths. The storm was still brewing and so I thought it best to head out before the next round of downpour rolled through. It’s nice to have such a wonderful place to visit that’s so close to home.