Friday, 8 July 2016
A storm came in from approx 12:15P to 1:15P, a mere hour, but what can be wrought in an hour.
We dodged reality (possibly, maybe), and headed to the wildlife refuge (vroom vroom) to see the post-storm critters. And found this Canada geese family on the fishing loop (do not ask if you do not understand—apologies if this sounds harsh).
And a near-poifect water lily. Maybe one word. I have intermittent connectivity to the wider internet-world, so give me a break.
And after our return to orchard/farm heaven, the sun returned, and…geeze, it gets complicated. So, the wind/rain changed the orchard, and vertical has a new meaning.