I know it seems improbable, but this is the first Monday (which is my laundry day) of the season that it hasn't been rainy or foggy or so damp I couldn't hang my laundry out on the lines.
Today has been super-sunny with low humidity but . . . WINDY!
Even the towels dried zippy-quick. The only trick was keeping the pieces on the lines from wrapping around each other in a tangled strangle hold.
The wind hasn't been very kind to all the little plants in the garden though. They're taking a beating from the nearly constant 25 mph winds. Although perhaps it would be worse if they were taller and hit with more of the brunt of the wind. It's been blowing steadily all day long, and we've had to chase any number of items as they've been blown across the acreage. One of our newly built chicken (gosling) tractors even got flipped over on it's side. Luckily all the goslings were out roaming the pasture at the time. Sure hope the wind dies down soon. I don't relish the thought of listening to it all night and wondering what is being blown to Timbuktu.
On a sad, serious note, we did have a severe storm blow through the area last night. Although we had been warned of damaging hail, heavy rain and high winds, most of it went west of us, and we only had an average rainfall. Some forty miles from us, many trees blew down, roads washed out or were impassable because of the blowdowns. Unfortunately, one man was killed when a huge pine came crashing down, and two others (a man and a boy) in a different location were seriously injured. Yes, it was a bad storm, and we feel so fortunate it missed our immediate area.
I have to confess I was a very Nervous Nellie as we sat up way past our usual bedtime listening to the local radio station and waiting to hear the storm was not going to hit us directly as had been forecast. It's a helpless feeling when nature brings such destructive weather your way.
Sheep inside, outside, downside, upside
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