Sweet Jesus Bert! We're a bunch of Puppies as compared to that. Not a breath of wind (for all intents and purposes) this past 24 hours.
A really off the wall weather pattern this past week.
Huge storm up brewed up in the North Pacific and then the jet stream 'desired' ... 'Oh, what the hell, lets just move south.'
Alaska, then BC, then Washington State (you've see the clip of the chum salmon swimming across the road), then down into Oregon .. and the SOB just kept pushing south. All the way down to the Mexican boarder.
Been out in a few, and I do mean very few, days like that and you look around and do a 'What the hell, why not.' Remember one like that a couple of years back on the Chetco River. 1.5 miles up stream in my motor home (that weighs in at well over 22,000 pounds fully loaded) and had to pull in the 'slides' as it was rocking so badly.
Geared up and out the door for a short walk to the river side. Sandy, my Yellow Lab took one step out the door, and dashed back in side (the brighter of the two of us? NO BODY RESPOND TO THAT 'SOFT BALL PITCH.
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Didn't do Jack Shxt catching wise as the river was "blowing out", but had a hell of a good time. River went from 'low and clear' to close to a "100 year flood" in less than 18 hours.
Have the 'flu,' so much for the 'shot,' and been feeling like hell/shxt/fxck for over a week. But looking out my office window and the Finches are all over the feeder.
A good thing to take care of "Mom Natures" little ones.
Intrinsically, I think they know as the back yard feeder (much larger) is "Standing room only."
"Reservations (for 50) at Seven Sir?"
"Your table has been prepared; would you like to see our whine list? (Pun intended.)
Fred
Why you should always keep a rod handy in the boot of the car!
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