We had a tiny little downpour last night where we all thought deluge! and I was even tempted to go out in it, head upturned and dance, but then it stopped and today it dawned startling clear with the bluest of skies and a crisp turn to the air. The wind, though, has been knocking the palms around, their dry brown husks litter the streets and the yard and I wonder, again, why I never hear of someone being killed by one or at least knocked out. I myself took the above photo gingerly, aware of the ones hanging over me from the neighbor's yard, and I've felt jittery all day from the wind. The power has gone off and on and off and on this afternoon and my house is so quiet and so empty except for the wind whispers that it feels like a conspiracy.
You know, up here, we call tree branches that hang in the trees, about to fall, "widow makers". Yes...creepy, conspiracy.
ReplyDeleteI feel the same way about those palms. Watch out!
ReplyDeleteAs much rain as we got this winter and spring it's still not enough for me. Every drop that falls feels like blessing. And it is.
ReplyDeleteWhat an amazing relief that rain must have been, as brief as it was!
ReplyDeleteMy daughter just walked out the door to go babysitting so I am home alone. It is blessedly quiet. All I can hear are the birds outside my window. Ahhhhh!
ReplyDeleteit is indeed curious how you government decides for you on health matters such as inoculations (and fluorite in water, and iodine in salt!), and not on the hazards that palm husks pose to anyone walking down the streets! on the other hand, our government earns zero good points, but it does take care of palm maintenance :)
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