Tag Archives: storms
Day Nineteen, Footnotes Together We Manage
One thing is certain, that batch of chili bites back. Live and learn, consider carefully what ingredients you are pouring into the pot. The thing about it though, it really warms you up when its cold. This morning not long … Continue reading
Day Twelve; Well, Ouch
And I managed it without anything frozen about. They…meaning the weather prognosticators extraordinaire, keep telling us that the front is still too far away to accurately predict what is coming. Or, if anything is coming. It could be snow, sleet, … Continue reading
Day one; Footnotes Vignettes of the Day, Prayers For the Night
And so it has begun. This first day of the new year is working its way toward being over. It has not been boring, though it did not go as I had hoped and planned. But then, it is those … Continue reading
Day 363 Footnotes of Taken The Right Steps
Boxed and waiting. Not long after writing about whether I was going to take down the decorations, I got up and got busy. Suddenly, I felt driven. I grabbed my garden cart and headed for the storage building. I was … Continue reading
December Seventeenth; Thoughts of Those in Need, and Those Seeking to Help Answer the Call
Part of me wishes I could go. The responsible part knows I have to be here. Tonight some of the members of Just Jeepin for a Cause, will be headed for Kentucky. Two semis, at least one smaller trailer and … Continue reading
November Fourth; For the Warnings, I am Thankful
At some point during the night, I was awakened by a voice from my phone telling of a freeze warning. My sleep fogged brain’s thoughts were actually, not much. I amazingly drifted back off to sleep. Hours or minutes later, … Continue reading
October Twenty-fourth If Only…Yes..But
I was sitting here watching this morning’s church service online. As I listened, I watched the sunlight playing through the leaves of the trees out back. Occasionally leaves would spiral downward to the waiting ground. The not so stray cats, … Continue reading
September Twenty-first, An Anniversary, And An Understanding of the Importance of Preparations.
Thirty-two years ago. Today was well, today. I spent the first of the morning sitting outside of my dad’s eye doctor while the doctor checked dad’s eye that he had somehow scratched. While it is much improved, he wanted dad … Continue reading
August Eighteenth; If I Could Ask For a Gift
Rescue Yesterday was much more than what a local station calls a first alert day weather wise. We knew the remnants of that storm Fred was going to be coming through. I am currently of a mind that we under … Continue reading
Words from The Dirt Road 