Weather
Sister Rosetta Stone, meteorologist extraordinaire, gives her forecast
The photo above is me, Sister Rosetta Stone, and Madge, my assistant. She’s carrying my pink umbrella and matching basket holding all the touch-up makeup and fun stuff! Dey rigour for walking in Savannah in the summer. This is our commute to Tattler Studios to do the Weather.
Well, I have been dragooned into doing a weather report for the Tattler. Here we go, kittens. Guess there are no more dancing weather guys. So here I am! What the heck do I know about weather? I don’t have a degree, but I’m here because of a directive on high.
Common sense says in Savannah it will rain when you least expect it. There can be what seems like a sunny sky, and poof! You’re getting poured on. 10 minutes of torrential rain. Here at the Convent of the Sisters of Perpetual Indulgence, it will pour on one side of the garden and not a drop on the other side. Then we schlep the watering cans out. Drawing water from the well — hey, it keeps you in shape.
So, August weather. The humidity is just beyond. Walk outside with hedge clippers to get through it! Just try to walk downtown. By the time you get to the bars on River Street, you’re soaking wet. Maybe that’s why Gawd invented deodorant and air conditioning. Does anyone in their right mind walk in Savannah in the summer?
Well, parting thoughts: if the barometer is going up, that’s a good thing. If the barometer is going down, well, time to find a new boyfriend!
I will be taking a crash course in meteorology. Enjoy Savannah! That’s the weather.
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