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Thursday, 25. August 2005
Continuous Thunder
Kate
14:40h
From the Touchstones: Gophers being as numerous as they are, the badgers have moved in to fatten themselves up for winter. I was glad the badger won the race. It would’ve taken a round out of Sara. But without her, I probably wouldn’t even have noticed it. The ditches and meadows right now are exploding with wild purple asters. On a morning walk through a pasture yesterday, there were three red-tailed hawks coasting and whistling above my head. When I’d stop and look up to watch the undersides of their stretched-out wings, they’d be silent. When I’d move again, they’d call some more, as if to say Hey! Where are you going? Look at me! The sky is very dark all around this big rock I am perched on, and there is thunder in the southwest. I suppose I’d best make my way back to the house, where Everett is baking bran muffins and where I should be getting to my desk. Thunder travelled from the south all the way across the western sky. I am waiting for lightning, not seeing any.
From the house: Wow! VERY close! Wonder if this storm will miss 22 so Scott can finish swathing up there. Some of the thunder continues so long it sounds like a jet crossing the sky. Evening, from my bed We got about three inches of rain this afternoon. The corrals are flooded; the cattle are knee-deep in water and muck. There were tornado warnings in the area, so maybe I wasn't imagining things when I wondered if that last photo I took was the beginning of a funnel cloud. The thunder is still crashing out there! It reminds me of freight cars banging together in a railyard.
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