It's been hot and humid, and late last night the storm clouds crowded in. It's been spoiling to rain since this morning, and, although there have been a few "sucker holes," as James calls 'em, full of sun and the resulting heat, most of the day it's been breezy and cloudy. It's just started to get dark again and thunder overhead.

This morning I started A Wind to Shake the World, Everett Allen's book about the Hurricane of 1938. Allen, a journalist, has a very atmospheric writing style. Besides the eyewitness reports he reprints in the book, he records his own impressions of the summer of 1938 and then his reactions to the hurricane: he began working on a New Bedford newspaper the very day the hurricane struck. About halfway through the book I went upstairs--the air conditioning isn't working, so there were no lights on so things stayed cool, and it was very dark because of the clouds outside. The breeze being pulled through the house by the attic fan smelled heavy with damp but the area was still faintly warm, just as Allen's description mentions in the book. It was just a little spooky...I came downstairs and did something else for a while before finishing the book!

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