We had an impressive windstorm yesterday afternoon, gusting to a full gale on the ridgetops. Often an afternoon windstorm means a change of weather, but April windstorms generally just mean it’s April. I didn’t give it much thought.
So naturally overnight we had a big change in the weather. Woke up wondering what happened to the sun – we had heavy overcast and the smell of rain. Bottom dropped out of the temperature. Looked like a nasty day ahead. I tagged along with D&L to get glaucoma meds and some lumber for the new woodshed.
Good thing I decided not to stock up on concrete – I still have to make that phone call – because on the way home the sky opened. S had a tarp stashed under the truck seat, so I didn’t ruin $12 bucks worth of concrete I need for setting the poles.
We got things transferred to the Jeep trailer between squalls, and I made it home as quickly as I can: Ghost can’t hold it the way he used to be able to, and a trip to the Big Town with him in the cabin is asking for trouble. He was a good boy, but he really needed to go and didn’t much appreciate my suggestion that we wait for the next lull in the rain. Tomorrow might not be too bad, so maybe I can get those poles set, but if the wind keeps blowing I’ve lost my weather window. Figures – over a week of glorious weather goes away the minute I finally score some building materials. Stupid weather.
“Figures – over a week of glorious weather goes away the minute I finally score some building materials.”
Murphy at his very best.