Like the farmers and truck drivers I find myself surrounded by, I spend most of my time these days looking at the sky, trying to predict the weather. Mostly, it's been raining. Thunderstorms. Torrential downpours. Biblical-style flooding. It's like being in a carwash for hours. Here's a view from the window of our trailer on Monday night.
Ominous skies on the Tennessee River.
We often wait for the rain to stop at a rest area. Here we are with the big dogs in Georgia.
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