Dylan Thomas

Poetry is what in a poem makes you laugh, cry, prickle, be silent, makes your toenails twinkle, makes you want to do this or that or nothing, makes you know that you are alone in the unknown world, that you bliss and suffering is forever shared and forever all your own. - Dylan Thomas

Saturday, July 12, 2008

The Pond is Back!

I heard the sound of rain, Miss Piggy nudged me again and again but I was so tired. Then came hail and more thunder, nudge nudge, and then when I finally was able to wake up I found a lake in back and a pond in front. Evidently we got another nearly 10 inches of rain. Oh my!
Earlier the straight line winds had knocked a huge section of fencing down and it fell on my lilac bush and broke it off at the base. Jenna with her back out and me with my back ailments had to lift it up off the lilac and other plants it landed on and brace it up. Then the next day Jenna wired it up until we can manage to screw in new heavy screws in new places to hold it. The back gate is only held on by the dirt it digs into. It got put on backwards when Ira and Jessi did it and then I think has been removed several times since but needs a lift and adjustments. Well, the dogs are still with me. I thought surely Hobbz had gotton out but with all the thunder accompanying the wind he hid behind the shed under some boards and did just fine. A soccer ball was 20 feet from the fence section that was blown out and it never even moved. Go figure...
So rain rain go away from Reedsburg please!

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