I took today off (yesterday was Canada Day and therefore a statutory holiday) so I’m in day 2 of the 4 day long weekend. I’ve not done anything today. Yes, I’ve truly taken the day off. I got up at 4 pm and other than editing photos, I’ve not done a whole lot. I’m just uploading them to Flickr right now.
It rained again today. When I got up we were in the midst of another thunderstorm that Environment Canada had a “thunderstorm watch” for. This means it’s a big’un. At the end of the storm, when the light breeze was blowing a tornado warning was issued for our area. This means that a funnel cloud or rotating clouds were seen around. I have no idea if anything came of it, but nothing happened at our end of town. I went out onto the front steps and took a few photos for you.
After the storm (I’d been reading my online comics while it was going on) I edited up some of the photos from my Edmonton trip. Considering the scenic photos were taken through a dirty window of a van travelling at 110 kph, they turned out not too badly.
Now, the photos have all been uploaded and are ready to go so…first we’re doing the trip to Edmonton.
One way there we saw this weird cloud wall. It appeared to be like looking at mountains with clouds that are lower than the top of the mountains. It was very spooky:
It wasn’t until we got closer that we realized it was a fog bank with higher level clouds. Then the conversation turned to Stephen King’s novella (short story?) The Mist. It’d been made into a bad movie. The movie (no, I haven’t seen it) could not possibly compare to my own imagination. That story has been haunting my pre-sleep brain since I first read it in the late 70s or early 80s.
Next are some lovely prairie shots. When people ask me why I love the prairies these photos demonstrate why. Yes, I know we’re not as cosmopolitan as the larger areas to the east. Yes, I know there is a frustratingly large population of people who could be best described as “hicks”. But it would be hard for me to live anywhere else. I really am a stubble-jumper to the core.
And now for the two best photos of our rain this afternoon. I took the photo of the houses because of the overflowing gutters and the massive outflow from one of the spouts. It was amazing to watch. I should have taken a video. If I get my spit together next time I’ll do that instead of taking still shots. It’s hard to get a real feel for the sheer amount of water moving in a still photo.
Boy got me a bonus Pokemon that was being offered as a “gift”. He went to all the work of going to a new city and getting the gift being offered. He’s so sweet.
Bran made me Kraft macaroni and cheese for supper. It’s all I could think of on the spur of the moment that wouldn’t take a lot of time to make.
I’ve got a lot of feelings around what’s going on with my Dad. I’m sure that’s normal. Along with the grief and fear and other things I’ve got other stuff happening. I’m not sure it’s quite normal to have the odd resentment I feel that my cocoon of uninvolvement has been taken away. Now I have to get involved in the goings on of my Dad’s life. Now my sister will have more involvement in my life, even if peripherally. It is this that leaves me wishing that Dad had just outright died instead of this slow crawl to the grave. I feel very selfish and bad for feeling this way.