Storms

I remember in the early 80's when we first arrived in Cheney my friend John Ford and his family would travel every March to the Oregon coast to watch the storms come on to shore from the Pacifc.  He loved it.  I wondered about his sanity.  "What could be so much fun about watching a dang rain storm?", I thought.  Well, now I know.  Great fun!!  Over the last couple of days we have watched a couple of storms hit the coast off of Cambria.  First the wind then the storm slams into the coastal area.  Rain in sheets.  High winds with howling sound.  The sound of huge waves hitting the shore line.  All the senses engaged.  Including the loss of electricty.  From 12 noon to 12:30 last night we had no power.  Had to read by candle light.  At 12:30 we awoke to every light in the house being on!  We had to spend fifteen minutes figuring out where all the switches were.  I think Rose and I tried every light in the house during the outage to see if we had lights yet.  I guess we should have turned them off during that process!  :-)  Oh well, another lesson learned.

This morning the sounds are marvelous ~ the wind and the high surf ~ as we prepare for yet another storm.  The "big one" is supposed to hit tomorrow - Wednesday.  I can hardly wait.  Sprinkles of rain are starting as I write this blog.

The Raven visited us as we viewed an area in Bryce Canyon National Park.  He reminded me of Ron Raven at the cabin.  After I fed him Orange pieces, he and I became fast buddies.  Ravens and Eagles are special.  I can see the attachment that the native americans had to them.  I think I would prefer to belong to the Raven clan ~ less war like and more sly/craftie like.  The little tuft of grass above the Raven's head makes it look like he has a halo ~ much like mine.  :-)

Gordon et. al.

p.s. No longer sprinkles.  It's raining like crazy.  Here we go again.  Let her rip!!!  I feel like I'm on a bareback bronco.

p.s.s.  Guess what?  The lights went out for about 15 minutes then came back on so I can post this blog!!