Even a Blue Hole has its days. I mean look at that. I guess the Blue Hole was asleep yesterday because it rained a lot. Hard. And the wind blew. Hard. Thank goodness the goatmother had the sense to get the neighbor to dump a big load of wood shavings into our lot about a month ago. Otherwise we would all be wading in knee-deep mud about now. Well, I can tell you I don't like rain and I SURE don't like mud. Besides I just hate a soggy Peanut, don't you?
Anyway, we had an inch and a third of rain yesterday. I know there are places over on the Hood Canal that probably got a lot more than that, but Sheesh! That is a lot for us in one day. And the wind hit 40 miles an hour. I guess we ought to count ourselves lucky since Crystal Mountain over in the Cascades saw 115. I bet if I held my ears just right in that kind of wind I could reach the neighbor's alfalfa field for sure. That's me. Always looking for that silver lining.
It would seem that living in the Blue Hole does not, however, exclude one from wind. Looking back at the data from the goatfather's weather station (Yes, the goatfather has a weather station - the geek. It can be viewed here.), we were, in fact, blessed with a 37 mph wind on the 15th, a 38 mph wind on the 13th, and a 49 mph wind back on the 5th of this month. For some reason these seem to occur often when no one else has wind to speak of ( except the goatfather, and we just don't even want to go there.). The neighbor says it is because we live in what the old timers called 'Hurricane Holler'. Apparently part of our pasture is an old logging road. I, myself, wonder how the neighbors know about these 'old timers', and do we need to watch out because they live in the woods or something? It all sounds a little ominous to me.
So there you have it. Into every life a little rain must fall even if you live in a Blue Hole. And just in case you're interested, more official information on our lack of Blue-Holedness yesterday, is available here.) Apparently we were just loaning it out for a day. So, in the immortal words of my friend, Millie, over on the Key Peninsula, Glub, Glub, Glub... Let a smile be your umbrella, and keep your Peanuts dry.
** Please note, if you go to the link for the goatfather's weather station, it will not show proper information from 9:00 pm (21:00) yesterday evening until 7:00 (07:00) this morning due to the power being off. What can I say? These things happen.