I have decided South Dakota is like a perpetual two year old. One minute she is smiling and all sunny and lovely, and the next she is storming, kicking, screaming, and wailing. Then, as if awakened from a much needed nap, she shows her sunny side yet again.
Storms here, as I've indicated, are pretty spectacular. So much so that my one cat, Harley the bully-scaredy-cat cat, takes cover when they occur. Sometimes I feel I should join him, if I could find where he was hiding.
I think the storms are worse, perhaps, because I have no neighbors to speak of behind me. My backyard faces west and most of the storms seem to blow in from that direction. Since living here I have seen torrential rain that may have been an edge of a tornado, hail, heavy winds and of course rain. As a result, though, the hills are beautiful and green now and the river, although beautiful, is cresting dangerously in some areas.
On another note, I deleted my blog on "But women don't sweat" and will try again another day. I couldn't edit an already posted post for some reason. So I copied, and pasted, deleted the original, and it just never could get posted correctly. So I am throwing in the towel and will try again when my frustration level, and blood pressure, is significantly lower.
That's all for now from...little house on the res...
