Early warning: thunderstorms predicted for Wellesley

Tail falling? Take my advice and take shelter in the basement.

I first predicted these t-storms yesterday afternoon. When Rebecca at Wellesley Books asked "Where's The Beast?" when Mom arrived there Tucker-less, and learned that I was in the basement with my tail between my legs, she was kind enough to check the radar for confirmation.

"Closest is in the Adirondacks," she said.

Exactly.

So I'm hearing all kinds of rumbling now, and am writing this from my basement couch. In short,  prepare for a storm later, late this afternoon. I'll give the all-clear when it's over.