Running a Muddy Trail
A Storm, A Flood & Some Quiet Time
{ 04:21, 5 June 2008 }
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All in the last 24 hours. Yesterday a big storm rolled through the area. Well, actually it was one of a whole string of storms, beginning with one that I completely missed overnight. Apparently there was ridiculous lightning, lots of loud thunder and plenty of heavy rain, as evidenced by the look of our yard in the morning which showed that the stream had actually jumped its banks and made its way, riverlike, all the way up through our pea bed. It was (fairly) calmly back within its banks by the time I woke up. Anyhow, so there was that storm which basically filled us up with water in this area. It was clear-ish in the morning, but not for long as one storm after another rolled through, all just appetizers for the big kahuna that showed up around 2 in the afternoon and killed our electricity.
I got to turn off the computer after it went onto battery backup and we'd just finished lunch, so there we were, fed and worked and nothing to do! Of course not NOTHING nothing, but all our usual suspects were out of the question. The power was off which voided the "work on the computer" and "fix dinner" options, and it was raining cats and dogs which nullified the "weeding", "hoeing" and "planting" options.
Well, we manged to pass the time. My Dad came by for the night and we chatted in the dark out on the porch, with only the hum of a neighbor's generator to keep us and the first lightning bugs of the year company. We brushed our teeth by candlelight and went to sleep, no fridge buzzing in the background.
By morning, the power was still out so instead of a hectic morning of writing articles and catching up on work from yesterday, we lounged till Dad woke up, walked around the yard in Mucklucks to assess the damage, re-trellissed the peas that had toppled in the storm, sampled some strawberries and just generally had a good time. A quick bike ride to the store allowed us to feast on the always in style PB&J breakfast option (#4 on the Value Menu) and Dad headed on his merry way.
I headed to the yard to rake grass. And continued to do just that until the power returned and life-as-we-normally-know-it resumed. It was nice, having the power off, but I did wish I had a cookstove or at least a gas range.
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