Turns out it’s not the string on the tin cans, it’s the amount of lightning in any given storm. At the moment, there is a small band of three cells of storm activity with lots of lightning. It hits trees…and in one sad case, a man was struck by lightning last night at a nearby store. People tell me there were lots of trees across the main road headed into town…
I suppose we ought to be glad there are so many, many trees rather than King Lear’s heath. Otherwise, wouldn’t people be in more danger? The lights are flickering again tonight (early Friday a.m. Very early) so maybe more transformers are being knocked out. What a strange weather pattern this is…
…just a reminder. If the lights are on but no one appears to be home? A bolt out of the sturm und drang…man, that thunder do roll! I need thunderstorm earplugs.
For some time now the summer rains have been passing us by. They form and disappear on the radar, sometimes to the west of Schloss Bodissey, sometimes to the east. It’s a strange pattern anyway. Most times our weather moves in from the Midwest; we get their leftovers. But these huge masses coming up from Florida have been passing us by. From the radar of the last few days it looks like Washington D.C. has been getting hammered, though.
Meanwhile we’ve been doing little dances to bring on some rain before the “grass” got any crispier, but our gracefully synchronized movements brought merely sunshine and heat.
However the Karma Dude employs the whim theory when he’s responding to pleas, kinetics applied or otherwise. Thus, while we did get rain finally today, there were strings attached to this welcome gift. They were obviously disconnected from the tin can contraption of the electric grid that runs to our house. Seems like we could have rain or we could have electricity, but not both.
So far none of the outages has been very long, but resetting the clocks each time is tedious. After the third or fourth one, just to be on the safe side we stored some jugs of fresh water — our well pump is electric; when our connection goes, so does running water. The Baron dragged out some lanterns so we wouldn’t be looking for them in the dark.
We expect this kind of thing in the winter, with its ice and heavy snow bringing down trees and lines. But not during summer’s serial thunderstorms! I hope we don’t lose y’all but if we do, you’ll know why. If the door is open but we don’t seem to be home… that’s the reason.
Why does this feel like another of Obama’s plots to keep everyone poor and unhappy?
After one horrific bout of cold and snow and ice and no heat, we did a fundraiser which in part paid for our gas cooker; we don’t worry about hypothermia setting in anymore. Still, I wonder. What plans is he making for propane shortages?
Never mind. It doesn’t bear thinking about.
Our petitions answered, the green things in our yard — clover, broad-leaf weeds and all — are beginning to perk up again. If you let the focus of your eye wander till the scene resembles Monet, it looks mighty like fescue to me. A lighter green perhaps…
Oh, and on the front porch where late the raccoons played, we installed a Predator Guard. So far, it has discouraged their pot-rummaging wild nights. Now they party elsewhere, all because of this, with its beady flashing red eyes:
Best Predator Control Light — Solar LED Predator Deterrent Light Repels Night Pests & Predators, Effective Predator Control & Home Security Light, Deer Repellent, Predator Guard Offers Automatic, Maintenance-Free, Weather-Proof Predator Protection, With 3 Year Warranty!
It’s solar-powered too, workable for a small device. We’ll get a few more and set them up around the place to scare off the deer and thereby lower the tick population.
Notice how those red lights look like little eyes? Suitably creepy. Somehow I don’t think the bears will care.