oblivious

I am beginning to think the weather doesn't really care about us.  We get winter winds when we don't want them.  We get ice when we want to drive.  We get thunderstorms with "dangerous lightning" (is there another sort?) and "straight-line winds" which is not a tornado but the 300 trees knocked down in our town make us indifferent to the distinction.  

We got the spring slayer this spring, which is an ambush consisting of a lovely unscheduled, unexpected very warm burst of a few days.  The slayer lures the flowers and bushes into making their babies and buds and then, WHAM!  The armed assault of deep cold kills lots of the early risers off.  I was outraged (not very helpful but that's me) until the paper pointed out that the luring also worked on noxious bugs and germs.  

Why not use my natural intelligence and do what humans have done for thousands of years?  That is, MOVE!  Walk somewhere.  If I walk 5 miles a day, I will be 150 miles away in a month.  Other humans covered the globe by the same means.  I could do it, too.  But, but, but - my beloved in here, the population density is good here (no wonder!).  Also, the summer is mostly lovely and not too hot, which for us, is 80 degrees Fahrenheit or more.  The human factor is totally wonderful.  Not just my children and grandchildren and great-grandchildren but also the random person.  That person smiles, speaks civilly, respects others, works steadily, forswears false deities of drugs, workaholic practices, over-allegiance to minor causes, and trivial gadgets.  That random person believes in her/himself, has faith in tomorrow, is generally good to live near.  

So, we will laugh at the storms while seeking shelter and hope not to get blown away or frozen to death.

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Bill
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