Ever since the internet brought live weather maps into my life, I have become addicted to weather maps. I look at US, Kansas, and local weather maps several times a day so I can check the weather affecting my friends and family across the United States – in Washington, Arizona, New -Mexico, Colorado, Nebraska, Iowa, Texas, Arkansas, Oklahoma, Missouri, Michigan, Tennessee, North Carolina, Georgia and Maine.
Despite all the thousands of times I have checked the weather maps, yesterday’s (October 27) map was unlike any other I have seen. With our normal weather conditions in the Flint Hills, storm fronts arrive either from the southwest or northwest and then move east at varying speeds.
But yesterday the storm front moved directly north and south from the Gulf Coast of Texas through Hudson Bay into Canada. And, the strangest thing about the wuz before time was pushing and pumping straight from north to south and the front wuz was stationary. He hasn’t moved a mile east all day.
It spat out a light, wind-driven rain when I got up at 7 a.m. and it didn’t stop for 24 hours. It never rained hard and it took Damphewmore Acres 24 hours to receive 1.4 inches of rain. And here’s another weird thing about the front: this dull little rain filled my 4 acre pond overnight – put at least 4 feet of water in it and it sinks down the overflow pipe. I have never had so much runoff from such a light rain.
The strange front finally moved east. I am thankful that the pond is full, but it can stop with the humidity for at least several weeks and let the farmers finish their soybean and sorghum harvest and plant their wheat.
I will mention that today (October 28) the wind is blowing about 50 miles per hour from the northwest. Ugh!
Speaking of harvest, my garden harvest is all about kaput. I harvested all the carrots, all the fall radishes, and all five varieties of green peppers. Nevah and I saved what we wanted from the crop and gave the rest to our neighbors.
We still haven’t had a killing frost, but one is expected in the next few days. I think this is the last date for a deadly freeze that I can remember. Before it freezes, I will unfortunately pick the last ripe tomatoes. After the frost, I will take the tomato cages apart and store them for the winter. My last harvest will be to dig the sweet potatoes. I planted them so late that I would be surprised if there are a lot of sweet potatoes to dig.
Oh, I planted all of my wildlife and chicken food plots before the rain started.
A kind reader sent me what he or she called “Cynics Dictionary Entries”. I thought they were funny, so here is the definition of words that I think you might enjoy.
* Boss: A personal dictator appointed to those of us fortunate enough to live in free societies.
* Childhood: The rapidly shrinking interval between infancy and first reckless driving arrest – or worse.
* Denial: How an optimist avoids becoming a pessimist.
* Experience: In the world of work, something you can only get if you already have it, in which case you probably don’t want it anymore.
* Fitness: Hi by sweating.
* Jeans: The bottom half of the international uniform of workers and non-workers. Strangely, the more holed they are, the more elegant the wearer thinks they are.
* Laboratory animals: Furry infantry in the name of science. Some die nobly in the battle to eradicate cancer; others give their lives so that we humans can enjoy a peach scented dandruff shampoo.
* Parasite: A basic creature that derives its sustenance from the lives of others – such as a tapeworm, welfare cheat, or biographer.
* Redneck: Popular term for a rustic man, but rarely used to address one in person.
* Smile: Display part of their skeleton as a gesture of goodwill towards another human.
* Trailer parks: last-day gypsy camps scattered across the vast American hinterland; humble places of residence where hopes die young and tornadoes gravitate like flies to kill the road.
* X-rays: A diagnostic tool for detecting existing abnormal growths and creating new ones to make future examinations more fruitful for the medical community.
* Y chromosome: A gene line designed only for males; the cause of virility, war, baldness, sports of all kinds, sex crimes, clever inventions, dominance of TV remotes and refusal to ask for directions when lost.
Words of wisdom for this week: beware of future policy changes from the Bureau of Land Management. It is highly unlikely that the rural community or outdoor enthusiasts on federal Crown lands will appreciate them.
Hope you had a happy Halloween and all the days after that are good.