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I’m sulking

You see this wet, disconsolate bird? It’s well past his bedtime, but he didn’t get out at all today because of rain. When I went to lock up, he stood in his run looking so miserable I took pity and let him out for a bit. I snapped this through the kitchen window.

It was like the apocalypse earlier. Thunder, lightning, the whole bit. I took the bus in and caught a ride with Uncle B home. I’ve been sitting here sulking ever since.

When it rains this hard, the roof leaks in several places. We know what the problem is. We’ve sought a few bids and then it’s a race to get it done before the weather crashes.

Some years, summer’s over like somebody flipped a switch. I’m really, really hoping that’s not what this is.

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Comment from Some Vegetable
Time: September 5, 2024, 8:59 pm

I took the bus in and caught a ride with Uncle B home.

Which reminds me to ask, how are you doing with your Electric Bike?


Comment from DurnedYankee
Time: September 5, 2024, 9:22 pm

Leaky roofs and broken pipes are literally the stuff of my nightmares.

Possibly because all of the costly things that have gone wrong round here in 35+ years have involved water.

Summer is hanging on here, though it’s obvious the change is coming.


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: September 5, 2024, 9:44 pm

Electric bike is fine. Eight, nine years, second battery.

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