Thursday 3 October 2019
Here comes Lorenzo
Storm Lorenzo is heading towards Ireland. There won't be a loaf of bread in any of the shops. With a sense of helpless fascination, I tend to watch incomming storms in real time. Last night Lorenzo was further but fizzier:
His heels have been cooled a good bit by the colder N Atlantic. Is it my imagination or is he going to miss the West coast except for the skirts of his Cloak of Power?
Whatever and however, I've packed my chainsaw into the back of the Yaris is case I have to cut my way through fallen trees back home for my dinner. Go carefully, Irish readers.
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ReplyDeleteJohn Muir climbing to the top of a 100ft Douglas fir tree during a storm [for the craic, like]:
Delete"One of the most beautiful and exhilarating storms I ever enjoyed in the Sierra occurred in December, 1874.... When the storm began to sound, I lost no time in pushing out into the woods to enjoy it. For on such occasions Nature has always something rare to show us, and the danger to life and limb is hardly greater than one would experience crouching deprecatingly beneath a roof.... Toward midday ... I gained the summit of the highest ridge in the neighborhood; and then it occurred to me that it would be a fine thing to climb one of the trees to obtain a wider outlook. ... I made choice of the tallest of a group of Douglas Spruces ... they were about 100 feet high, and their lithe, brushy tops were rocking and swirling in wild ecstasy ... never before did I enjoy so noble an exhilaration of motion ... while I clung with muscles firm braced, like a bobolink on a reed. In its widest sweeps my tree-top described an arc of from twenty to thirty degrees, but I felt ... safe, and free to take the wind into my pulses and enjoy the excited forest from my superb outlook." (Ch.10 of Muir's The Mountains of California 1894).