Maybe it’s the rain. First, we had a 10-year drought. At the beginning of June, we were down by the river and it was low. There were areas where the river bottom was poking up through what used to be water. June is very early for the water to be that low. Summer is usually dry in New England, but we don’t usually feel the difference u until mid-July or August. The beginning of June is early.
Nonetheless, there it was. Dry muddy patches of river bottom.
Almost immediately, we got 10-days of extreme heat, followed by a few days of much colder weather (and a bit of rain), then another shot of extremely hot weather. Which was followed by rain. A day later, it rained again. Since the second week in June, it has been raining pretty much every day. Some days start off sunny, but by midday, it has gone dark and gray and it’s raining. We’ve have regular heavy rain, drizzly rain, tropical downpours, and rain so heavy it sounded like a strong wind blowing through the trees.
For the second time in three days, we have a flashflood warning up. Mind you, it’s already raining and has been since yesterday afternoon, just not flood rain. This has been regular rain, but apparently starting this evening, it’s going to be another serious downpour.
It’s not that I mind the rain. We need it. The rivers need it, the watershed needs it. The aquifer — and our well — need it. It does seem as if all the missed rain from the past ten years is falling this summer. I have to remind myself that give how peculiar our weather is around here (more peculiar with climate change), we all need to be glad to get rain at all. Another year of drought would have made it very dangerous to use water at all.
What would be much better if you could just change its color?
The room that used to be my office is painted a truly hideous color of Pepto-Bismol pink. I really don’t know what I was thinking. It hasn’t been repainted because the furniture in the room is so big and heavy, no one is able (or willing) to move it. So it’s going to stay Pepto-Bismol pink. Very worthy of puke.
Do you think cats have any regrets?
I was just in the kitchen. The Duke has just finished chugging down the last of his dinner. I’m not sure he had finished swallowing yet, but he was leaping in the air doing all those incredibly adorable things that dogs do when they think you are too stupid to know they just ate.
If my DOG has no regrets, I’m pretty sure the only regret cats have is they didn’t completely unravel the whole roll of toilet paper. Yet.
Do you ever count your steps when you walk?
Sadly, yes. I also count the seconds as my microwave ticks downward. I have some kind of counting issue. I would be embarrassed, but Garry can’t usually hear me and mostly, I count inside my head and only I find me embarrassing.
Is there a supreme power?
Yes. My mortgage bank. They are our Supreme Power. Pay or die. Prayer will not help.