Monsoon has arrived in all its glory. Afternoons for the next month or two will be spent wondering what damage will occur.
Day before yesterday we got hammered. The thunderstorm was directly overhead, judging from the nonexistent interval between flash and bang. The rain came hard from the north – must have been a helluva low pressure center off to the south, which is where the storms always come from – and showed me a rather all-encompassing weak spot in the Lair’s front window. Water was POURING in. Went and got the big ladder from Landlady’s house so I can fix that.
Yesterday my powershed project got nailed by a windstorm. I had the roof panels on and off three times yesterday, due to the fact that the shed framing is, um, not all that square. Made the dreadful and predictable mistake of leaving them unbolted when they got too hot to handle. Then came the windstorm.
Brand. Damn. New. Yeah, it got a little dinged up. The others that came off were old and already so smashed around that you won’t be able to tell. I’ve gotten pretty good at straightening them back out.
The rainstorm from the day before was locally so heavy it had everything but the main wash running. It was kind of interesting to see how my water management efforts worked, and so far they’ve worked just right: I had water running everywhere around the Lair, but nowhere under it. Not running, exactly – the crawl trench still filled with water.
If it keeps up like this it’s going to be an interesting monsoon – in the sense of the Chinese curse.
