The weather has decided to bring winter in for a visit during Thanksgiving. I'm sitting on my daughter's porch watching the squall line get closer. To the south, running cumulus clouds are scooting in from the Gulf and from the north huge thunderstorms form a line. The tops are pretty high and I'm watching cause I don't like this weather AT ALL.
We can get tornadoes from such stuff. And yes, thunder. A bad sign this time of year.
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The front brought rain finally, not just a shower. Rain as if it meant it, although the water out front is still very clear and not turbid. It also brought cooler weather to the beach and clear skies. I watched the last of it retreating across the Gulf towards Tampa; the backside in cold and dry air looking SE toward the line of clouds a hundred miles away.
Late last evening, a brown pelican swam by, swimming not flying. It soon disappeared around the shore but was injured; a stark reality for those that dive bomb their prey. The pelicans are active gleaning the last of the bonanza of fall, before the weather decides who will live and who won't. After darkness fell, three white pelicans swam through the pool of light at the end of the pier, blazing white, hunting in the dark. Sonya and I call them snow buzzards because they only reside here in winter.
This morning the sun has the porch awash in light and warm , sheltered from the north wind coming straight down the channel. Fabulous, and the smells are beginning to emanate from food central, amid the prompting of a great cook.
Yes, we will give thanks and be glad that there is food, family, and warm places. Have a good Thanksgiving, you and yours, from me and mine!