Apparently a tornado hit Vermont this past Saturday. That doesn’t happen all that often–once every couple of years or so. Of course, the next week there were reports of tornadoes in Florida. That is a little more common, I guess. Hopefully we won’t have any twisters around these parts for a couple of years. As odds go, we won’t.
Today wasn’t twister weather but it was windy. Way windy. More than one friend reported that the interstate was treacherous. Driving myself today I experienced the strong winds. It was two hands on the wheel driving for sure.
On the way to school it was a little less windy. I said to my son that it would be a good time to fly a kite. He then said that he would be flying kites with the other children at school. He was convinced that they would, even though they don’t have a good spot for that activity. After school he reported that no kites were flown, but the wind did knock him out of the sandbox and he “fell down hard right here” as he pointed to his hip. Plus wind blew sand in his eyes. He recovered nicely.
I made the mistake of leaving a mini propane bottle on the back deck this morning. It blew off the deck sometime today and landed on a rock. It got dented. That doesn’t seem safe. No harm done so far, however. Just in case we have an explosion, I moved it to the other side of the house. Safety first and all that.
It did rain today, quite hard at times. I did not water the garden because of the rain, but with the wind drying things out in between showers, the beds probably didn’t get much hydration. There is always tomorrow. I’m not going out there now. A tree might fall on me. That would be unfortunate. How would I read books to the children from outside, pinned under a tree? How would I finish the beer I started? How could I finish my crossword puzzle, what with rain spoiling the pages?
I’m telling you, this weather is rough. A guy needs to be careful with this wind and rain. The children and I spotted a bright orange oriole in the apple tree this morning. It was our first of the season. I hope it and it’s kin are careful out there. I wouldn’t want it to be our last sighting. That, too, would be unfortunate.