There are so many things to interrupt one’s solitude. Where was that horrible repeating little ditty coming from? From a smart phone, of course.
Smart phones weren’t the only sources of unwanted noise. There were plenty of others. Loud thumping bass kickers, from the house around the corner.
Noise pollution is everywhere these days. TV commercial soundtracks are louder than those on regular programming.
Where can a person find solitude these days? Perhaps in the deep Arctic–or on Mars?
Just when you couldn’t stand any more tropical weather systems, along came Michael.
Expected to become a Cat 3 hurricane before landfall. So far, I’m projected to be outside the Western edge of the cone.
Be vigilant, and respond accordingly, seems to be the normal course of action. Uncertainty is always the worst part. Nature has been known to pull last-minute surprises.
As of this posting, no plans to evacuate. Lawn chairs, barbecue grills, loose, lawn items will be stored away.
After Michael blows through, it’s supposed to finally be fall. I could use some fall weather and cooler nights. All those affected, stay safe!
It was night
Out of business?
No way to tell
Three hell hounds
Circled in darkness
Which would take
First bite from me?
More ups and downs
Than circus acrobats
Hung on every word
Knew each time
The wind blew
24 minutes on washer #6
Changed his name? Again?
Nationally ranked teams
Retained their places
Hot, humid, wouldn’t go away
Standing date for Sunday breakfast
Max continued his lazy ways
Wasn’t that what senior dogs were supposed to do?
Doggoned tourists–needed remedial driving school
Exchanged plant cuttings with a neighbor
Delicious grilled pork steaks for dinner
Labor Day weekend is past–after a nice visit with my grandson,
granddaughter-in-law, and Gideon, their large, boisterous, pup.
First rain bands from TS Gordon, just passed through. They made it out in plenty of time.
The storm is predicted to become a level 1 hurricane, by the time it makes landfall this evening. It will be west of here, but we will get plenty of rain, and some wind.
Locals are not panicking–although there was a run on drinking water at local stores. The power going out is the biggest concern.
Everything has been stored and secured. I’ll see everyone on the other side of the storm.
Technically, the time period from July 4th holiday, till the present.
The weirdest, was the synthesized voice left on our machine one afternoon.
“Your computers, computer wireless network, passwords, are being held hostage. Call xxx-xxx-xxxx immediately, or your information, files, will be irretrievable.”
I wasn’t born yesterday, or the day before, either. Like other unsolicited telemarketing calls, it was ignored. My important stuff is backed up on other media–anyway.
Another in a series of rainy days. I’m in a pensive mood. Hypoglycemia does little to quell thoughts of negativity.
Everything is so green–including my fast-growing lawn. I tend to assume that everything will always stay the same. Nothing could be further from the truth.
Changes can sometimes be hard to deal with. Natural disasters, first, come to mind. Rampant volcanic lava flows in Hawaii. Wildfires in the Western states.
Closer to home, it’s almost high hurricane season. What will the season bring? Try not to dwell on such things–even with constant news coverage.
As much as we like to think we are in control, nature refuses to be controlled. Last year it was hurricane Harvey–copious amounts of rain–the likes of which no one had ever seen.