If it keeps on raining, levee's going to break
It keeps on raining. It is raining a stunning amount, in fact, here in St. Louis. My mother mentioned this morning (overcast, 64 degrees, but no rain) that it's been 23 inches of precipitation this year. We usually about about 12 or 13 at this point.
Last night at a church meeting (not about rain), the committee chair said "we're due." Are we? Really? We had the Flood of '93, followed by a less powerful but still important Flood of '95. That's only 15 years ago. If we're judging by their titles: 25-year flood, 50-year flood, 100-year flood, and the infamous 500-year flood, I don't think we're due.
But of course nature doesn't care about odds and statistics. My backyard is a marsh. We've pulled everything away from the walls in the basement--we have one "wet" wall. My tomato plants are a lush green, but itty bitty. And the bikes wait for us. Sit in the front hall and wait.
It hailed yesterday morning. And of course Saturday night tornadoes and high winds killed, what, was it 20 people, in southwest Missouri.
I brace for the summer thunderstorm & tornado season. I'm officially tired of weather events.
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me too! I'm really tired of the rain. Finally got geared up to play golf, and it rained.
I'm afraid we're going to go directly from rain to hot, with none of the beautiful spring days. Have you planted your tomatoes? We haven't even bought ours.
The banner is beautiful, by-the-way. Can't wait to see it "in place."
There's something about the constant gloom of rain that is very enervating. I sympathise. We're at the end (we hope) of a drought. Rain is currently a bit of a novelty for us ... just at the moment, of course.
I don't remember hearing about "tornado season" when I was growing up. Is this a recent thing?
I've been thinking about '93 a lot lately. this weather pattern is so, so similar ....
Eh. My own invention (tornado season). Stolen from "hurricane season." But it is true that severe storms tend to hit in spring and summer.
My next door neighbor was obsessed with tornandos, running through the neighborhood, arms flying around like windmillls, screaming..."Tornando" at the top of his lungs. Very suiting that he now harvest wind for power.
And yes there really is a season for Tornandos.
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