I'm all stormed out. I could have posted a photo of the American flag and the French fleur-de-lis flag standing straight out on the Firehouse pole all tattered and torn, or my huge live oak in my front yard in Metairie trying to uproot itself and fall over. I spent the afternoon at the Metairie house mopping germy mud out of the den; the Abbot dropped in and told me many funny stories and we laughed a lot. On the way back to Montz I saw the Joe Pye blooming in a ditch. I used to bring my first grade teacher bouquets of these.