We had a hailstorm Saturday night that lasted over 30 minutes, making it the longest hailstorm I have ever experienced or heard of. By the end those suckers were the size of baseballs and were cratering into my flower beds. Pogle’s windshield got a last minute crack and my tulips got pulverized, but otherwise house seems to be intact. I spent most of the storm cursing everytime I heard a giant piece of hail hit my roof. The joys of home ownership.
The peaceful initial storm:
After the first wave, when things started getting big:
We had several smaller storms after this video was taken. It was during one of these small storms that a piece of hail finally got one of our cars.
These little sparrows go through a feeder full of seed a week. D:
Yesterday as I am about to leave for work, I realize I cannot find my phone. I search all over, even retracing my steps through the yard from when I was working outside. Nada. So I ask pogle to start calling me.
I walk through the house: silence.
I walk around outside: silence.
Then, I look over at the compost pile. You see, I spent about 20 minutes that morning raking up oak leaves to put into a leaf-only compost bin.
I walk toward the bin.
I hear a muffled “4, 3, 2, 1…Verse beyond us, keep on flying…” *
And that, my friends, is the tale of the singing compost heap.
*I’ve set pogle’s ringtone to “Captain Mal” by Possible Oscar.
So what do you do when you’ve dropped a spoon down a heating vent (that was open for various reasons)? Take a piece of scrap yarn, the magnet from a hard drive, a robotic claw gripping toy from your husband’s childhood, and start fishing.
Hey, I got the spoon. I’m also motivated to replace the vent cover now, as well! XD
A useful article on some of my least favorite gardening friends. Reading the first hand experiences in the comments really helps you understand when bites most often occur, and what happens when they do.
Don’t click if you’re afraid of spiders! You know who you are! :p
At first, it was innocent and pretty…