After this morning’s whine, the sun returned this afternoon, drying the roads and allowing the pollinators to come back. The blackberry bush was fairly buzzing.
Napoleon is mad …
And who wouldn’t be? When was the last time we had a dry weekend? (well, OK, last weekend WAS an exception!) More than 4 inches of rain has fallen since noon Friday and Sunday arrived complete with another barrage of lightning, thunder and a few chunks of hail for good measure.
Coreospsis planted in 2010 bursts forth this spring in chrome yellow.
Decided to try something different for the weekend brunch. Pancakes are pleasant, biscuits bountiful and waffles wonderful, but we were ready to have something else. Popovers were the perfect quick start.
The possum grapes are preparing for another year’s crop. The flowers are out and ready to make baby grapes. Let’s hope the pollinators return with a week of dry weather.
May flowers – Update
Spring’s flowers’ shining faces turn toward the sun.
We have since learned that the mystery pink flower is Streptanthus maculatus, a clasping jewelflower. This member of the mustard family grows in the Arkansas Ouachitas. According to USDA, it also grows one county in eastern Texas, but that’s disputed here: http://www.efloras.org/florataxon.aspx?flora_id=1&taxon_id=250094989. It also grows in parts of Oklahoma. (its Arkansas range is pictured here: http://plants.usda.gov/java/county?state_name=Arkansas&statefips=05&symbol=STMA2)
End of rain
After days of heavy rain, high winds and tornadoes, we awoke to something unusual: a sunrise.
This sunrise also illuminated the back edge of the rainy front moving east and away from Arkansas.
Wind, water, tornado sirens
Springtime means rough weather for the middle of the United States. The jet stream changes allowing warm moist air from the Gulf of Mexico to meet cold air from the north and west. The resulting weather is at least turbulent. At worst, deadly.
Since April 14, the South has seen the worst, including one of the largest tornado outbreaks in history that left hundreds of people dead.
Here in Ferndale, we had our share of adrenaline and fear, but thank God, no more damage than the shattering of a drier vent cover. On April 15 and April 25, we thought the wailing tornado sirens would never stop. On April 25, we spent much of the evening hunkered safely away from windows, with battery powered lights and other essentials close at hand. We never lost power and were able to listen to the local television meteorologists, some of whom had been working for more than 12 hours, warn people into their tornado safe rooms
Today, May Day, the storms continue. With this round, wind is not as much of a threat (so far) as water has become.