Thursday, September 3, 2020


Thunder rolled across the sky like the opening barrage on the Kursk salient as lightning cracked and exploded, shaking the Compound's ancient timbers with primal sound and fury. Then it began to rain.

A typical Aberystwyth Street Scene

No, not Aberystwyth or Oxford drizzle, but real rain, big rain, Texan rain. And with it the temperature plummeted from high 90s to low 70s in a matter of minutes. Lone cowboys caught in the open froze instantly, "snuff" still their mouths, half drunk cans of Coors Lite turned to ice.

Well look at that, it's Oxford and it's raining

The storm's subsided now and this small rural farming community rejoices in the newfound cool of the morning. Thank you, God, for sending us rain and a respite from living in an oven. And yes, it may be a small victory in our bitter war against The Weather, but every advance counts.

From the Front,



drjim said...

Just looked at the weather forecast for the coming week, and we have -GASP!- SNOW in the forecast for Tuesday!

Local wisdom is we always get one snow before Halloween, but I'll ask the clan at our Labor Day gathering if it's snowed here in September.

LL said...

Does this meaning that we are winning or losing the war against weather? I can't ever keep it straight.

LSP said...

drjim, snow?!? Our adversary The Weather knows no bounds. Stand firm.

LSP said...

It's just one small victory in this local sector of the Front, LL. Of course overall progress in the war is hard to discern, the enemy keeps... changing.