Another day, another round of storms, another flood watch.
Another day of watching helplessly as my driveway washes away and ends up somewhere in Franklin County.
Another day when another tree will probably fall and/or more limbs will come cascading down.
If I dare complain about the weather over a breakfast table at Blue Ridge Restaurant or the Floyd County Store, the rebuke that comes back across the table is “good over it. We need the rain.”
Yeah, we need the rain.
Do we need the seemingly endless pounding of hard-pounding thunderstorms that leave driveways washed out?
Somebody pissed off Mother Nature and when I find out who it is I’m gonna beat the crap out of them.