If you’d like your topsoil back, you can come get it… At least that part that isn’t already in Arkansas… Sigh…
Windy days are a fact of life in this part of the country, but dayum… 12 hours of 30-40 mph winds with highest gust at 50+ gets old. Power flickered five or six times, and I’m going to need to dust/vacuum the WHOLE house tomorrow, but I did get an alpha read in for a friend of mine, and it’s going to be one helluva book! I’ll be pushing it when it comes out, trust me!
Even poor Obi didn’t like it. He spent the day either barking at the pops and clicks, or hiding under my computer desk. He’d want out, go out for three minutes, and run for the door. Poor pup had to find a quiet corner of the yard depending on the wind direction to even try to take a leak without getting blown over.
Con crud is finally in ‘remission’, assuming nothing stupid happens in the next day or so. And I’m actually feeling like eating and being halfway human, now if the back will just quit hurting…
And the muse is finally starting to work a bit, so the writing is picking back up. Now the issue is, ‘which’ story she’s going to launch me on.
Re:Topsoil invasion.
Odd that you missed hearing the 1MC pass the word to “Set condition Circle William?”
We don’t get those weather events in the frontier wilderness of Philadelphia.
Good to hear you’re feeling better.
My wife and I didn’t even go to LTUE and woke up with sore throats and a runny noses yesterday.
I wasn’t aware that con crud was so virulently infectious you could get it by just reading about it.
That would take the concept of internet virus to much higher level!
“12 hours of 30-40 mph winds with highest gust at 50+” sounds like just another nice day in Iceland. Sometimes, I really miss that place.
You can keep the sand; we’re in no danger of running out!
Now, if only Arizona would quit sending us their surplus tumbleweeds…
Well, you didn’t have to send the wind north! We are supposed to have sustained winds from 35-45 today, and later tonight 40-50mph with gusts to 60+. 🙁
The generator is full, and everything is charged, so hoping we can ward off evil spirits and not lose power.
Glad to hear you are feeling better, and that Ms Muse is back on the job.
Since the ground here is saturated from all the rain and snow we’ve had here, we have quite a supply of mud that just won’t dry out. Today the wind is up and the temperature is down. At least the mud is frozen and not so sloppy.
I grew up just west of you. I remember those days. It’s weird, but I kinda miss them.
Old farmer down the road from us hadn’t traveled a 100 miles from where he was born. One of those dusty days showed up, and he’s out there on his tractor with a sand fighter. It wasn’t working very well, so he loads up his tractor and plow on a trailer, and stops by the gas station to fill up. This is pretty odd, so the owner steps out and asks, “Mack, where you going?” Mack said, “I’m gonna farm my dirt if I have to chase it to OK City!!”
TINS. I was doing some research in southwest Kansas one spring, when really, really strong storms came through. Even for Kansas, they were wild (radar indicated tops over 60,000 feet, and the weather briefer said they were actually reading over 70K but he didn’t trust the numbers.) Meade County got ten inches of rain in the space of an hour.
Next day one of the radio reporters asked a farmer down that way how his crops looked. “The winter wheat’s pretty good, but I have to go downstream into Oklahoma to check on it.”
Once in Roswell the Radio Stations all announced the highways are closed due to “0” visibility !! Whenever I passed thru Lubbock I’d notice the ditches beside the road were full of drifting dust, just like drifting snow. I’ll never forget the “taste” !!!!!
“Windy days are a fact of life in this part of the country, but dayum… 12 hours of 30-40 mph winds with highest gust at 50+ gets old.”
So, a breezy day.
Signed: A South Floridian.
Who knew Kentucky had a monsoon season?
You need to save your pesos and buy a Generac (or other model) back up generator. They are not cheap, but I have one here at the White Wolf Mine and if the electricity flutters, it cranks on automatically.
I’m glad that the muse is back in battery!
People in Wyoming are snickering.
Yup, LOL!
Sounds like a “moderately breezy” day here in Northern Colorado!
All- Thanks for the comments! Ray- At least in Iceland we weren’t ‘eating’ the dirt… WSF- They need to fix that damn fence…LOL
Posted from my iPhone.
Well, I’m in Michigan, reading this on generator, waiting for the neighbor’s porchlight to come on.
Ed- Sorry about that!
Reason number twenty nine why those urbanite explicatives who want to power the US on some combination of wind and solar strike me as so deeply mentally impaired. And I almost certainly count as urban.
We’re at the very end of our power line. The guy across the road is not only on a different power line, he’s with a different electric company; so seeing his lights go off or come back on after an outage means nothing to us
Glad you’re doing better! Took a flight back in the 90’s from DFW to Wichita Falls on a twin turboprop Gulfstream I. This was when they usually kept the curtain dividing the cabin from the cockpit open, and I had a seat in that front row. It was a bit bumpy on takeoff, and right after we got airborne, I noticed a dark line on the northwestern horizon. I could see this flight might get interesting. The dark line got bigger (taller) pretty quickly, and it assumed the shape of a roiling brown mass of dirty clouds. I cinched up my seatbelt when I saw the crew tightening up their harneses, and they then noted over the intercom that we were approaching a big dust storm and asked us to stay in our seats and tighten our seat belts. Of course, a woman a couple of rows back just had to get out of her seat to take a look, and she quickly realized that wasn’t such a good idea. Anyway, we flew parallel to the front a bit, then did a right angle turn into the Wichita Falls area. The transition at the front was a bit bumpy, and the vis wasn’t great since a lot of the ground was up in the air with us. But the approach to SPS and the landing was pretty smooth, all things considered.
Old Joke:
One day the wind stopped and everyone fell down.
TINS. First calmish day in the TX Panhandle and no one can land worth a tinker’s dam. We’re all correcting for the crosswind that’s not there!