The best part of the rainy season besides all that wonderful rain water is the stunning array of clouds that are ever-changing across the sky. They move in from the west and change the light and shadows in every direction. And then the sun comes out for an hour and everyone who has been waiting, goes for a nice long walk.
So, when the skies were blue and clear to the west, we headed out for our neighborhood 2.5 mile walk. We got to the very first corner and ran into our wonderful neighbors who were walking home. We had a nice five minute chat about the weather, Roger's finger (which is really starting to heal), and my mother's ring which needs a little repair. Then we waved goodbye and kept on walking. That was the first conversation.
|Roger and the mirage in August 2016|
We turned the corner and headed south. That's when a jogger came running by. She was heading in the same direction as we were. She took off her ear-buds and said, "Did you guys hear that explosion?" We told we had. Then of course we talked about how weird it was to hear such a thing. And she saw the orange puff of smoke as well. It was good to confer with someone and have a reality check like this. She put her ear-buds back in and waved good bye.
We kept on walking and stopped to say hello as we always do to the little pigs that are in a fenced off part of a larger cow pasture. That's when we met a man walking his beautiful old black lab. He told us that he had come upon these pigs just the other evening and that they were all sleeping in a row lined up by size from the smallest to the largest. There must be thirty pigs in that pen, and he said it was the cutest thing to see. He also told us that the pigs have gotten used to people coming by who feed them, and it makes them a bit ornery with each other to get closer to the humans. Then we asked him if he heard the explosion. He said he had, and then he shared that his house was without power for 24 hours because of the transformer explosion that had occurred on Friday. We agreed that it seemed very strange for there to be two explosions like this. Then, we bid him good day, and moved on.
When we got home we saw that the house had lost power briefly. All the clocks were blinking blinking blinking with the wrong time. It was a very brief outage and a very interesting outing.