Arc-y, Sparky...

That's what my buddy, Steve, from South Dakota used to call 'em.  We'd sit under the biminis on our boats and watch the thunderstorms roll in from the west.

The forecast for the next couple days was hot and sunny.  Until this morning... and now it is: thunderstorms are coming.  We were already loading at a steady pace, but we kicked it up a notch.

Here's little Izzy playing in the piles of stuff to go to the boat and the truck...

And, the early morning "stuff-runs" to the boat...

That wheeled cart makes the loading process easier when we have to take the stuff across the street to load it.

While Joan put stuff away, I took batteries out of the scooters and chained down the cargo trailer.  Patio furniture came in... anything that could become a "missile" in a hurricane has to go away this time of year.  I started rolling down hurricane shutters.

Joan packed the bed of the truck.  Here's why there was no room for the scooters...

By mid-day, we could hear the rumble of thunder to the west.  We hurried to get the last cart load of stuff to the boat.  While Joan was stowing that stuff, I put the cart into our storage area... as I was closing the door, the first of the rain started coming down.

The weather weasels are saying this one will have a lot of precipitation in it... some some areas.  Further up the valley has already received more than an inch of rain.  Thunderstorms are predicted to be over us through the night...

We need the moisture.  Of course, it could wait until we are outta town.  Ummm... nope.