Saturday Morning Open Thread

Good morning.

It's hazy, hot and very humid in D.C. today -- again. The president has left town for vacation. He's going to Martha's Vineyard on Sunday, but the National Hurricane Center issued a tropical storm warning at 8:00 a.m. for Massachusetts:

A TROPICAL STORM WARNING IS IN EFFECT FOR THE COAST OF MASSACHUSETTS FROM WOODS HOLE TO SAGAMORE BEACH...INCLUDING THE ISLANDS OF MARTHAS VINEYARD AND NANTUCKET. A TROPICAL STORM WARNING MEANS THAT TROPICAL STORM CONDITIONS ARE EXPECTED SOMEWHERE WITHIN THE WARNING AREA WITHIN 24 HOURS.

I am a bit of a weather geek, especially for big storms that move up the east coast.

Tim Beauchamp (a.k.a. cowboyneok) has provided another original poem for our Saturday morning moment of zen:

Mouth of the Cave

Violently wakened
from boiling ink
acidic fingers
claw my stomach
squeeze my heart
ice and sweat
suspended on brows
grey fuzziness
crawls within
Memory dangles
A willow shoot
fails to touch the ground
Meaning scatters
into deep caverns
My rope is exhausted
Should I explore
or wait
at the mouth
of the cave?

-Timothy Beauchamp

Thanks, Tim. And, let's get it started....