Tropical Storm Lee crept into central Louisiana this morning and it's raining on my back porch this morning. This is a big, slow-moving system that's going to pump a lot of water into the state.
We're on the western edge of the storm and it's dumping rain on us. I'm not complaining, we need the rain. We're not getting any wind to speak of, small gusts, but we're getting drenched. I had planned to take the grandkids to the deer lease this morning, but I think we'll cancel the trip.
The upside of this whole exercise is that the marsh fire in New Orleans will be extinguished. A marsh fire is a stinky, smoky mess. Dead grass atop the marsh starts burning and it smells like you're burning an outhouse. The Guard has been trying to put it out with helicopters, but that effort was doomed from the start. I feel that the effort was calculated to show the residents that "WE'RE DOING SOMETHING" rather than actually extinguishing the fire.
We're listening to the Weather Channel and they're in full panic mode. It's another disaster, which is the weather-weenies stock-in-trade. I hope that Mayor Landrieu of New Orleans has the pumps working. He's going to need them, but this is only a rainstorm, and we need the rain.