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Wednesday, June 21

Unexpectedly Cool Dry Summer's Morning Coffee Muses

Unexpectedly Cool Dry Summer’s Morning Coffee Muses

It’s a breezy, blustery morning on the back porch. The temperature is nicely below 80°. The air is dry which makes all the difference in the world. Off to the east, low clouds are moving to the south with some speed. Of to the west there’s still blue sky showing through the cloud cover. And, did I mention, it feels so much cooler than any morning in the past week are so?

I noticed yesterday that the weather prognosticators were in full disaster voice. I am always amazed at the excitement they show whenever a weather system promises more than your everyday heat and humidity. It’s almost as if they switch into tabloid weathermen whenever the warnings and the watches go up. In most situations I feel they should warn folks, but they appear to be wanting to scare people instead. I know there are a couple of things working here… One, people tend not to want to do the smart thing in a storm situation, and the prognosticators want to try to change that behavior. Two, being a weatherman on the Texas Gulf Coast means your only real weather events revolve around tropical storm systems or unusual rain events, so naturally, anything that relieves the boredom of hot and humid is exiting. So with those two behaviors driving the reports, sometimes the hype rises faster than the water….

Don’t get me wrong… Whenever there’s a storm in the Gulf you can bet somewhere in my line of sight will be a radar image slowly churning away at a loop so I can stay on top of the direction of travel. And sometimes I’ll even have a tv on to keep an eye out for bulletins as they occur. But, most of the time the volume is turned down because I don’t want to here the on-air personalities telling me over and over what they don’t know.

It was because of these habits that we stayed put during Rita while the whole world took a road trip to highway hell. As I headed home from work at noon that day, I passed mile long waits at stop lights and stop signs heading away from the Gulf. Luckily there was no traffic going in my direction. Katrina was on everyone’s mind right then. Before I left work though, I noticed the storm was hooking a bit to the east. So off I went to board up my Windows and prepare to take the family inland like everyone else… but the whole time we were making preparations I was thinking about the traffic I saw and the reports of clogged roads on tv. So, I watched the radar, boarded up the house and ate supper. By that time it was becoming obvious that the storm would slide by Galveston with enough room to spare that I decided we would ride it out in our home.

The next morning it was obvious it had been the right call. We awoke to a nice day in a town all but deserted. And it stayed that way for two or three days as everyone tried to make their way home with every drop of gas between Houston and the surrounding cities used up. The worst unplanned planned evacuation of a city in U.S. history.

Here I still sit, enjoying the breeze, the cooler, dryer air and, with one eye, watching the radar. Have a save day out there and stay dry everyone.

Tuesday, June 20

Just Another Muggy Hot Almost Summer Morning Coffee Muses

Just Another Muggy Hot Almost Summer Morning Coffee Muses

It’s just a repeat of yesterday… and the day before… and the day before that. Hot, muggy, steamy day followed by hot, muggy, steamy nights. At this rate I’ll be hibernating for the summer in my air conditioned cave… It’s so swampy feeling there are about a thousand dragonflies patrolling the backyard.

My eyes are on the gulf for the next few days watching a tropical storm spin up and move north. The prognosticators are foretelling it will move in east of us along the Texas Louisiana border. Since my path on Saturday morning will have me cruising the entire Gulf coast from Houston to Mobile, I have to worry about what may be happening. The prognosticators are saying it could be a major rain event. If so, let’s hope it keeps moving and doesn’t stall.

Ok, enough of this sauna. Time to go in and actually enjoy my next cup of coffee…

Monday, June 19

A Steamy Monday Morning Coffee Muses

A Steamy Monday Morning Coffee Muses

It was still in the seventies (barely) this morning when I walked out. Though the air is so thick it looks hazy just looking towards the eastern woods.

I hope to finish with my Deere meditations today. I’ll go crawl around under the machine shortly now that I know what the problem was… washers used as spacers… I hate that I’ll have to do these meditations twice this week. I’ll have to do it again the day before we leave or the grass will take over before we get back.

Countdown week. Mountains here we come. Gonna spend time on Tom’s Knob once again. Let’s see if it feels as much like home as it did the last time.

When I first came out this morning there was a bulldozer working it’s way across the property behind me, my used to be woods. For the first half hour or so it was moving earth back along the bayou behind my cedars. From what I could see it looks like he was cutting a drainage swell to the bayou. He then moved to the eastern end of the property where I can hear him working still. At least it wasn’t as loud as the machines working on the pad next door.

Time for one more cup of courage before tackling the day…

Sunday, June 18

It's A Hot Sticky Mess Of A Morning Coffee Muses

It’s A Hot Sticky Mess Of A Morning Coffee Muses

It’s hot again this morning, requiring every bit of mechanical air movement just to be bearable. The humidity is back with a vengeance making every minute outside a sauna like experience, just not a good one.

I experienced a Texas beach in the summer for the first time in years yesterday. Burnside on a Saturday afternoon was… well, let’s just say, not my kind of entertainment. I haven’t been on an open beach in the summer in decades and I have to admit, given my druthers it’ll be decades more before I subject myself to that sardineness of the human condition again. Humanity in all its almost nakedness for miles and miles, traffic backed up forever on the one road in and out. One joy of summer I’ll pass. I’ll continue to get my beachy fix in February… alone on the miles and miles of sand.

It’s Father’s Day so I better get in and start breakfast.. don’t want my better half felling peckish… Later.