s e v e n i s a j o u r n e y

So the Northeast US has been freezing. Up until two days ago, we could enjoy our Southern Hemisphere locale and bask in 80 degree F sunny summer weather. Then the rains came. For the last two days it’s been in the 50s, wet and windy. “Wet and windy” in this instance meaning “the creek isn’t *quite* up over the bridge yet, but keep an eye on it”, with the rain lashing against the windows and the wind howling and scrabbling at the house like a very large animal trying to claw, pry, or shake its way in.

Back in the States (at least, the bits of it I’ve lived in), this is the sort of weather that would last maybe three or four hours (and then maybe settle into a steady rain), and everyone at work the next day would be all like, “Did you hear that wind last night ?” “Yeah, wow, what a storm !” Here, folks talk about the weather just as much, only it’s been doing this for two days straight. And it’s not even “a storm”, per se. It’s just “the weather”. There’s just a staggering amount of energy out there, and it’s… unsettling, is how I’d describe it.

Life in the Roaring Forties.

In other, bigger news, Linda dropped off Pointer yesterday afternoon. He’s still apparently a little wobby, but he may as well be a little wobbly over at our place. Stephen says he’s been eating mostly flowers (and how cute is that ?) — all the catsear and dandilions and clover — so hopefully he’ll avoid all that nasty ryegrass. I haven’t gotten to see him yet, because we kept waiting for the rain to ease up a bit after work, only it never quite did, and then we had to go to a planning meeting for the show we’re putting on in March. But tonight for sure, before A&S, no matter what the weather’s doing. Stephen got some pics yesterday, so we’ll get those up, too.