. . . for an incongruously early winter storm to hit. These days the weather is weird. You may have seen your own manifestation of that, where you live.
Here, we’ve had a series of weather catastrophes over the years. Nothing like the Philippines, or Sandy, but, still, major disruptions. Hanging like a shadow in the mind.
The great ice storm of 2009. Frozen solid, no power in the house for over a week and temperatures in the single digits. This one made Wikipedia. According to which, over 300,000 residences in our Northwest Arkansas area were hit like this. You don’t forget an experience like that in a hurry. (Arkansas. In the South, right?)
So yesterday it was sunny and in the ‘70’s.
Until it wasn’t. And now it’s a dark and murky morning. I’m listening for the first tickle of sleet, to drag its icy claw down the spine. Thought I’d better get a post up now, in case the power goes out and we have to make a run for it. Somewhere.
In other related news, went for a hike, to burn off Thanksgiving, in our splendid and precious Ozarks.
It was in the ‘70’s that day, too. Except for when it wasn’t.
The boys don’t know from all this, however. They are – themselves.
I made it. I’m in!
* * * OY!!! It’s started, just as I write now. * * *
Cellphone’s ringing. Better move the car to safer quarters. Wish us luck.