the celestial sphere. atmosphere. Sky.
the New 12 ft of fencing, give or take. It was the Old 12ft of fencing that smashed me into the mud. I was Under it. So, it was a matter of being squashed. Goats. save the Goats. Squashed.
so, Alz. B's son Bill. He likes to run things on the edge. Was coming "any minute" for hours. I tried to keep Goats here or then there in order to make it easier, but to no avail. Between imminent storm and the neighbor's fireworks, they would not have it and broke through two attempts to contain them until i just finally gave up and let it go. Late evening, just before he arrived, STORM came again and so some rain to begin it and they ran into the Albatross and i ran too, closing their way out. Stuck. They were stuck. But he DID arrive and with him was Allan, his neighbor, who i also work for, and we began. Overhead, or, as we call it, SKY,
whirled, churned, lit up and was beyond Grand. We worked, cutting and digging and moving over and screwing in, and the
i cannot tell you. There is no way to say it. Above, in all and every direction was Some Kind of Sky. Different, in all directions. At one point just Above, in NorthEast
These are Mammatus Clouds...Mammary Clouds that i have never seen before. You can google this.
Other directions GRAND DARK and BRILLIANT LIGHT clouds with LIGHTNING. This kind of atmospheric phenomena is called Micro Burst. You can google that too. Micro Burst. Can drop an ordinary Airliner from the "sky".
The turbulance. Up There above me, struggling here on my little rim of this Earth.
I am humbled.
on Friday, when it was HERE in full force of what it is, Tay and i were trying to KEEP what we know and what we love .... Safe. Yet
we were at it's Mercy. and i know that that is just a word...mercy.....there is no Mercy....there simply is....Sky.
and so it goes.
Vitex. Chaste Tree. Blooming very late, yet...blooming.