by rakeeter 
October 2018 was the fourth wettest month in the last nine years, according to my records, exceeded only by May and July of 2015, the year we totaled 37.78 inches, and August of last year. I emptied a total of 7.53 inches out of the rain gauge for the month, which is slightly more than our October average of 1.92. The trees better take a long, cool drink. We never know when we’ll get moisture again. Continue reading “October wrap”
by rakeeter 
by rakeeter 
Over the last couple of weeks, poor ol’ SA finally got the rain it so badly needed. We’ve gotten nearly seven inches so far in a month that averages 1.30. That will go a long way toward reaching our yearly average so that someone looking at yearly averages in the future would think 2018 was an OK year moisture-wise, when it definitely wasn’t, there being over six months from October last year to May this year when less than half an inch was accumulated. Over an inch fell on Friday evening before we left for Utah on Sunday, which was gratifying. Then I got a text from Chris on Monday saying 2.85 inches fell during the night. Another 1.65 fell closely on the heels of that and since then the weather has been cool and cloudy. There have only been three days in the last two weeks that there was no rain and this past Friday we got another .54. Yes, I know much more rain has fallen around the state, too much in fact, but here on the high plains a wet spell such as we’ve just had is just what was needed. Continue reading “Wet spell”
by rakeeter 
It was like looking down at the top of a cloud, which I guess we were when we visited the north rim of the Grand Canyon. We had driven in rain from time to time ever since we started our trip and it was cool and cloudy when we visited Petrified Forest National Park on the first day out. The Painted Desert had received a lot of rain and the washes were running bank to bank with muddy water. We drove through snow and sub-freezing temperatures as we approached the north rim. That didn’t seem to deminish the crowds, though. The north rim is supposed to be less frequented than the south, and it may be, but that’s not to say it isn’t frequented. There was a generous sprinkling of foreigners judging by the gibberish being spoken. For the most part the canyon was socked in but it cleared enough before we left for us to get a taste of the beauty and immensity of the Grand Canyon. Continue reading “October ramble”
by rakeeter 
We’ve had a busy week around here. Tuesday evening there was the volleyball game in which the Rebels thumped the Herford Whitefaces, or the “Herd” as they call themselves. Our favorite Lady Rebel put on a show, including a kill shot that closed out the win in the first game for her team. She was wreaking such havoc on the visiting team that the coach, in her infinite wisdom, chose not to play her in the third and final game. Continue reading “Seventieth birthday”
