The picture is, I admit, overly dramatic. The big heavy branch that the storm tore off last night missed Patty’s car, and a neighbor’s, literally by inches. I had to move it today; it was heavy enough to have done some serious damage.
These last several days have been murder–“the heat would make yer bloomin’ eyebrows crawl,” as Rudyard Kipling said. And when it isn’t as hot as the welding section on the old Ford assembly line, it’s been raining torrentially with scads of thunder and lightning.
Something, I don’t know what, happened on Route 1 during last night’s storm and spilled into our town, which was already halfway flooded. I never saw such traffic in my life–not that it was moving or anything. What was I doing, out in this madhouse? Don’t ask! I made it to the supermarket and their lights were knocked out. Somehow I made it home.
Now I know, because you’ve said so, that some of you get a bit blue when bad weather keeps up for any length of time. Who can blame you? Not me!
Sheesh, hot weather and thunderstorms in July–who would’ve thought it?
Probably Donald Trump’s fault.
Wow, that looks scary. Glad you were not hurt. By the way, the message from Bryan is comments not available. Just wanted to tell him I like the prize of a book much better than a bike.
Fap! I’ll fix it right now. What a way to run a comment contest–disable the comments! Byron should’ve spotted that.
Oh, well. Maybe hair got in his eyes. LOL
We went from 115* heat index to 87* heat index in one day – what a wonderful difference!!
Hope the weather improves