The wind blew and the shit flew
This story from USA Today describes a situation so common – and tiresome – to we who live in Lemmingham, that it’s almost passé.
Thousands powerless as windstorm lashes Wash. state
SEATTLE (AP) — Winds gusting to more than 70 mph blew trees and branches onto power lines and cut electricity to nearly 85,000 homes and businesses across Western Washington on Monday.
The number of electrical outages grew as winds rose throughout the region, starting well before daybreak….(read more)
The power was out at my place, when I awakened in the first gray light of dawn this morning, with the roof still atop the house, thankfully. It came on about an hour later, but I imagine there are others across W. Washington who have not been so fortunate.
The county is a wreck, I hear, due to downed trees (another Pacific NW winter constant); last I heard the Hannegan Road was still closed, along with numerous other road closures.
The Ides of November. I fucking hate ’em, because it’s up to me to get out and clean up the fucking mess left behind around my place. Last sunny day, I swept my patio spotlessly clean. This is the state of the disorder(right), now, left just as I found it, because I don’t wanna fuck with it at this moment, except for righting the garbage/recycling cans, and picking up the larger bits of scattered filth.
And how on fucking Earth the wind pulled the garden edge stripping out of the ground (left) is beyond me. Note that the rest of my Golden Delicious apples have fallen – as I intended, to remain as squirrel fodder. Little dudes will clean that up for me in under a month, bless their hearts. With some help from racoons, of course.
This is the scene across the Alderwood School playing field (right). Scoured the field clean of autumn leaves and deposited them against the treeline, where, as you can see, a cottonwood has come down.