Plausible Explanation – Day 958

Photo: L. Weikel

Plausible Explanation

Ever have one of those days when you wake up with a headache? That’s never a good sign – particularly if there’s no ‘good’ reason to do so. Not that imbibing the night before is a good reason. But it’s at least a plausible explanation, albeit one that calls into question your choices.

The only explanation I can come up with for my headache, which sadly has persisted all day and is actually getting worse again now, is the sudden onslaught of excessive heat and humidity.

Really, though? Yeah, it’s unpleasant here in eastern PA at the moment. But it’s nothing like the hell Portland, Oregon is living through. Portland broke its heat record today by reaching 108 degrees. That’s gross no matter where you live. But in the Pacific Northwest. What!?

And tomorrow they’re looking at a predicted high of 115 degrees. We’re not talking Riyadh, Saudi Arabia, folks. This is not good.

Walked Anyway

In spite of my headache I still managed to get a walk in today. I waited longer than usual to set out; so long, in fact, that Spartacus was almost begging me to go himself.

Naturally, as soon as we set out a squall appeared on the horizon. It bore down on us remarkably quickly and I made the executive decision to stay the course.

It poured for approximately a minute. Just enough to cool us both down. We didn’t even get drenched, as we were sheltered enough by some trees to only get hit by about half the drops raining down upon us.

At least we were rewarded with a rainbow. It’s the first one I’ve seen in a couple months.

Tomorrow

Tomorrow’s supposed to be hotter here, too. Not as hot as Portland, but hot for June 27th.

If we’re paying attention, it sure seems the dominoes are starting to fall. You know, the climate change dominoes that most people in power have been paid by special interests for decades to ignore.

Pretty soon it will be too late. I hope it isn’t already.

(T-153)

Pretty Dark – Day 652

Rainbow dark sky – Photo: L. Weikel

Pretty Dark

I don’t know you guys. Things are pretty dark out there. Early this evening a strong thunderstorm came through, turning the sky the slate gray of a catbird’s feathers. It was only about ten minutes before I caught a glimpse of sunlight gilding the very crowns of the trees outside our living room windows, when I knew I had to chase a rainbow.

Sure enough, I found one. It was pale, and felt a bit insincere, almost as if it really wasn’t sure it wanted to make an appearance. The sky behind the bow was lackluster as well. It appeared wan, almost as if the storm had lost all its conviction.

Projecting

I have a strong feeling I’m projecting my own malaise upon the weather I observed this evening. Perhaps it’s allergies provoked by ragweed just starting to burst forth in all its golden glory, but all day I resisted a headache lurking at the edges of my brain. I just didn’t feel quite right.

So it was an effort to drag myself on a walk this evening once the aforementioned thunderstorm came and went. Karl wasn’t pushing one way or another, in deference, I suspect to my lingering headache. But I’m glad we walked; the clouds cheered me up. (A surprise to hear, I’m sure.)

For whatever reason, I saw dragons tonight. As we first headed out, the head of one belching forth a stream of smoke kicked off the evening’s entertainment. A stretch, perhaps, but it was clear to me.

Then, nearly two full miles later, in a completely different quadrant of the sky, the full body of another dragon showed up to dance under the light of the waxing moon.

Dragon belching smoke – Photo: L. Weikel

Inner Ferocity

It’s interesting that Dragon energy seemed to reveal itself tonight, especially considering how benign I felt the sky appeared as we set out on our evening trek. Perhaps it’s encouraging me to tap into some sense of inner ferocity in order to chase away the malaise of the day.

Burning away some of the dross of 2020 would probably serve us all in good stead.

Dancing Dragon – Photo: L. Weikel

(T-459)

Busted – Day 396

 

Busted   

Yes, I’m busted. Tonight’s post is going to be especially short because, I must admit, I was distracted by the end-of-day proceedings in the House of Representatives. I got lost in watching events unfold in the Judiciary Committee (yeah, I’m a government nerd) and was shocked when I almost randomly glanced at the time and realized it is nearly 1:00 a.m.

I’m choosing the photo that’s accompanying this post deliberately (obviously, since I thoughtfully choose all of my photos), because I want to believe there’s a rainbow coming for all of us.

There’s certainly a lot (a lot, a lot, a lot) of angst, strife, and abject despair over the political situations around the world these days. The apparent results in Great Britain being the latest example. Obviously not counting what’s going on over here because everything so far, over here, has been preliminary.

Full Moon

That moon is shining just as brightly tonight as she did last night. The blue light casting stark, dark shadows just feels a bit colder, if you ask me.

Personally, I’m still purging. Luckily not in the physical (barfing) sense, but purging nonetheless.

Hang in there, friends. We will survive.

(T-715)