And soon, they’ll be gone.
After three gorgeous days of no humidity or clouds, we get this. Before Hurricane Irene begins her journey up the I-95 corridor this weekend (and possibly messing with my Yankees/Orioles game on Saturday), we were greeted this morning by crashing thunder and buckets of rain, neither of which is particularly delightful. The best course of action on a day like this? “Lovely Day” by Bill Withers, cranked up to 11. It never fails.