April 11. 2013.
From Texas and The Gulf of Mexico, northeast through The Great Lakes into Canada, that long group of thunderstorms from Wednesday into Thursday was quite wicked. There are still some bad storms activating their idea of roughness in the northwestern tip of Mississippi and western Tennessee, AND the northern tip of lower MIchigan into Canada.
It is quite interesting to look at the computer graphic to see the massive storm which reaches across most of the north-south extent of this continent. It is one long tremulous ribbon from south to north, traveling in an unbreakable chain.
Where are those gentle days of Spring?
Since I had such a fractured night, I decided to sleep late. Eight o'clock saw me get out of bed rather groggily.
The front sidewalk is full; rainwater is flowing down the street and the public sidewalk; my window panes are all full of raindrops. Back yard is very squuushy, but I didn't have to go out in it to see how squishy it is.
Birds are still aloft, they fly so fast through the two cul de sacs between our house and the two neighbors'. They sometimes startle me, when they suddenly appear in their flight which finishes in the tree across the street. I think they are competing in this rain with one another to see whose flight is the fastest.
I've been up for an hour already, nibbling on breakfast, and will get to work quite soon. There are many things to do today.
I'll see you at the Corner Post ...
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