Toldja
My dad used to fume during stretches of crappy weather in NW Ohio about gigantic fans that the Russians had on the Kamchutka Peninsula which Dad half-jokingly claimed were sending the big weather fronts our way. As a very young credulous child, this scared me. Now, as a completely rational adult, I think back on his rantings and wonder if there ever could be a way to deflect horrendous amounts of precipitation to places that needed them. Of course they'd probably screw it up somehow, but it could be worth researching. We don't need all this rain, and it could just as well go down the coast to California.
Nought to do but get out of the house any way we can, unfurl the great golf umbrella, and slog along. Then off to the climbing joint.
Nought to do but get out of the house any way we can, unfurl the great golf umbrella, and slog along. Then off to the climbing joint.
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I said to Roger on Wednesday, "sure would be nice to send this rain where they need it." Tuesdays was gorgeous, and Wednesday was as dismal as it gets. Thursday is a perfect fall day. Splendid in every way. We leave in the morning. We'll be in touch virtually, as always.
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