Friday morning my coworker messaged me that there was a storm heading her way. I can't recall how the rest of the message went. I checked my own weather app and saw we had something coming our way, too.
"Oh," I thought. "Okay. Well, cool. Looks like we are supposed to get something, too."
I made the decision to keep the girls in the coop and not let them free range. Have you ever tried to corral chickens in a storm? it's not fun and there's usually one lone hen that decides she's too freaked out to go in to the coop, and is convinced you are trying to steal her virtue, or murder her. Also, who wants to run out to the coop and close it up when it's raining? "Not I," said the crow.
I sort of went about my business for the day until my son started messaging me. He was asking me how the weather was out there. He was in town. Then he told me it started hailing. Then my darling son went silent for like an hour. I was having visions of his car being pummeled by hail, but that's neither here nor there.
I checked the radar and was so surprised to see how gnarly the radar looked.
Eeeks! I decided that could be something really bad. Rarely do I see purple and that deep pinkish maroon color on the radar. So I went and closed up the greenhouse.
This was the sky when I looked west.
Granted, the photo doesn't do it justice. The temperature started dropping, too.
Then I heard rumbling start up, way off in the distance. So I went back to the house and waited for the storm to arrive.
Wind, rain and not as much thunder as I thought there would be. There was hail. I heard it hitting the house, the front window and the garage door. I mildly worried about hail breaking the living room window. That would be a terrible thing.
Then the power went out.
I wasn't really expecting the power to go out, but I wasn't surprised. Thank goodness for power back up.
"Oh no! My quiche!" I thought to myself. My oven shut off when the power went out. Between the quiche, and my hubby trying to work out in the garage, we decided to throw the backup power on.
My quiche:
I think it actually overcooked a wee bit. Crazy, right?
After a few hours the power came back on. Yay!
And then, the rain stopped. I thought we were in a ... what do you call it, a trough? A calm time between the storm bands.
No, it was officially over.
The sun even came out.
I posted some video clips on my most recent garden video.
It sounds like we missed the brunt of the storm. There's a few towns to the east of us, right on the lake, that sustained damage. Downed trees and all that not-so-good stuff.
The rest of the weekend was pretty uneventful. The temperatures dropped. We are back to running the wood stove and my plants are back in the house.
Sunday was sunny and there wasn't any wind. All of us spent some time outside, doing some storm clean up.
My son and I moved the fountain out of the greenhouse. It's so easy to walk in there now! 😆
Isn't that blue sky gorgeous? It's such a liar, though. It looks like it should be warm. It wasn't as warm as I think it should be. Temps in the 40s F, I think.
While I was over by the garden I decided to clear out the leaves around my table. I have no idea how, but that side of the garden collects oak leaves like no one's business.
I was wearing my fancy new croc boots that I purchased a while back. Yes, I know that's not the "proper" rake for what I was doing, but I was working with what I had, instead of walking all over, looking for a proper rake.
Looking good!
I have some grand dreams for this little area. Will I do it? I don't know. Maybe. Depends on how I feel, quite honestly.
This must have been back on Wednesday. The girls found the front door again.
Guess what? I started a new cross stitch project. I reached 500 stitches on it and stopped.
Western Meadowlark by Lindy Stitches. I dyed that fabric myself. Even though I measured dye with my heart, it turned out exactly like I wanted it to. I'm starting to wonder what I'll do when the fabric *doesn't* turn out like I want it to.
Today was publishing day. It went pretty smoothly. Yay! I love when that happens.
If you watched my most recent flosstube episode, you will know that I decided to jump on the wheel bandwagon.
Spin the wheel and let it decide what you work on. That's how I started the Western Meadowlark.
This evening I decided to add a couple things on the wheel. One if the things was "Free space." I thought it might add some excitement to the whole Spin the Wheel fun.
Guess what I spun when I spun for tonite?
"Seriously?" I said out loud. I could decide to spin again, if I wanted. I decided not to.
Instead I made 8-minute cheesecake, while watching my friend Leann's newest flosstube.
Oh, and my son's car? It's fine. The hail that was in our area wasn't very large. Thankfully.