In the early morning hours of the past two days, we have had very loud thunderstorms. Since I don’t usually get to sleep until these early morning hours, this is particularly irritating.
Saturday morning around 4:00 am, there was a lot of flashing and loud rumbling and one particularly loud boom which I thought sounded really strange for thunder. I guess it wasn’t actually thunder because my phone was out all day Saturday.
This morning was a repeat of the early thunderstorms and we’ve had showers several times today.
I hate that something like the weather has such a big effect on how I feel and how I think. Sometimes I don’t even realize that the reason I’m achy, tired and don’t want to do anything is just because of a little moisture in the air and my arthritis. Of course, feeling this way also makes me feel a little depressed.
Even watching “Madea’s Family Reunion” hasn’t quite cheered me up yet. And I loved that movie.
I think some bright sunshine for a few days would do the trick though. According to the 7-day forecast, I’m scheduled to feel good again in between the sunny and cloudy periods on Tuesday and Wednesday, and then again on Friday.
We all need something to look forward to.
When I was a kid, our country church always had an Easter program, “dinner on the ground” and an egg hunt on Easter Sunday.
I can’t tell you how many people attended our church, but at the time, it seemed like a large number to me. Many of the kids in our school who normally didn’t attend our church took part in the Easter program so the crowd was much larger on that Sunday.
My brother and I always had a new outfit for Easter Sunday. My Mom always made all of our clothes, everything except the guys’ jeans. She was a very accomplished seamstress. Our clothes never looked homemade. I can’t say if my parents had new Easter clothes; probably depended on how much money we had at that particular time.
There was always a ton of food – good old farm grown, home cooked dishes, shared by all on tables outside the church.
Then, the egg hunt: The men hid the eggs in a wooded area a short distance up the road. All of us, in our Easter Sunday best, would go into the woods looking for those eggs.
Our community was full of people barely getting by financially, but rich in spirit, sharing and caring for each other – especially on Easter Sunday, as we celebrated Christ’s resurrection.
At 3:30 this morning, I was still unable to sleep. Rain had continued pouring down hard and loud all night. The rumble of the thunder was not as loud as previous nights.
SOMEHOW, all that water that wasn’t soaked into the ground found a place to run to – there is none standing in the yards this morning. There are, however, newly broken limbs on my driveway and the yard.
We are blessed though. Many areas have had severe flooding, loss of life and property. Compare that to our dampness, inconvenience and achy arthritic knees, and we are definitely fortunate.
The sun is shining beautifully today! Tomorrow is officially the first day of Spring. We should celebrate!!!!
Yesterday “my yard man” showed up and started clearing out low limbs on my trees, putting out some “no weed” stuff and getting ready for the soon to come grass mowing season. He was supposed to come back today and do a few more things for me. For some reason, he didn’t show up today. This is what my back yard looked like late afternoon today:
This is in the corner formed by the patio and the house. You can also see the water in the neighbor’s yard:
Here you can see the water running thru the other neighbor’s yard:
And it’s still raining!! Continue reading