Climate is what you expect, weather is what you get.--Robert A. Heinlein
It was 48 degrees at 6:00 am today here in Hooterville. Not a record, that was 36 degrees in 1899, but cold enough to be notable.
In fact our low this morning was 8 degrees below normal, or as I would say if I was writing a news headline, 14% below normal.
You can't judge a climate by a single observation, but it is a refreshing development.
It has also been windy for the last month. That unfortunately is too predictable and unwelcome. At least by me. Merle Wayne Sneed is no fan of the wind.
I looked out the front window this morning and saw a strange car parked in front of the house. Unusual because you can't legally park in front of the house. It is too close to the intersection.
It was our wrought iron guy. He was rechecking some measurements. He calls his business XXX Wrought Iron Designs, but Eventual Wrought Iron Designs would be more apt. He has been dinking around for over a month and so far he hasn't done much.
He said he didn't have time to chat with me this morning because he had an appointment to play Frisbee at 6:45.
You have to admire a guy who doesn't let work get in the way of life. Or at least you have to when he is working on someone else's gate. Mine, not so much.
Things in this blog represented to be fact, may or may not actually be true. The writer is frequently wrong, sometimes just full of it, but always judgmental and cranky