| Interlude |
[Feb. 20th, 2017|09:31 pm]
rejectomorph
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The rain has turned minimalist, and is barely there now, but the wind is growing furious. A power outage seems likely, but maybe our luck will hold as it has through all the recent storms. At least my dinner tonight is something I'll be able to make on the gas range— though I don't relish the thought of eating it while freezing in the dark. The forecast is now saying the heavy rain is apt to return around ten o'clock tonight. I should probably use this brief window of opportunity to get the wheelie bins out to the street for tomorrow's trash collection, and see if I've got any snail mail (before it gets even soggier.)
The longer range forecast is now predicting rain on Sunday, so I might have to see if I can arrange a Friday shopping trip this week. Of course that far out the forecast is never certain, so I'll have to see how it develops through the week. Last week we were promised four clear days this week, but now we are down to one (Thursday) and that one will be chilly (a high of 49, with a low of 28 that night. Brrrr.) This winter already seems like it has been going on much longer than it actually has. Sort of like the Trump administration (but much less unpleasant.)
I just got reminded that yesterday evening a pair of ducks went flying over my back yard at about 150 feet. That's about the lowest I've ever seen them fly here. Their quacks were quite cheerful. |
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