Breezy

Last Friday we had a severe wind storm. A nearby weather station clocked the winds at over 200km/hr, which is unheard of in this area. The mountains usually protect us from high winds. Not this time.
The storm was accompanied by rain and lightning. There were shingles flying off roofs, billboards knocked over, moored motor boats swamped and sunk (I guess it wasn’t all bad), trees uprooted, buildings damaged; basically shit scattered from asshole to tea kettle, everywhere, in every direction.
Luckily, as far as I know, no injuries were reported.
Power was knocked out throughout the valley. Most was restored within 12 hours, however BC Hydro is still working to get power to some areas.
We were lucky. Only a few branches to pick up around our place. Work was a different story, plenty to clean up there.
A funny story that reminded me of my Mom. Two young women, Bex and Molly, from the UK that I work with were surprised at how fast the storm hit.
Bex saw the lights flicker and said, ‘Molly get the kettle on!’ They didn’t want the power to go off in the middle of a bad storm without being able to make a cup of tea. The kettle boiled just in time before the power went off for the duration.
My Mother was the same way. No matter what was about to hit a cup of tea seemed to make things a little better.
I sure hope this kind of weather doesn’t become part of our new normal.










Sage, lavender and thyme sticks in Lisa’s pine needle basket.