Hay & Fathers' Day

While I was traveling to pick up Izzy on Saturday, Husband was finally able to cut some hay. I hope you can see the swaths lying on the ground in the photo below. Husband had to quit cutting when he was chased out of the field by......what else.......a downpour of rain!!

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"Red sky at morning, sailors take warning.

Red sky at night, sailors delight."

(Is that how the old saying goes??? I can't recall for sure.)

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Here would be a version for the present:

"Red sky at sunset,

Iowa, more storms you will get!"

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This was our sunset scene from Saturday evening........Fathers' Day eve:

Those clouds near the horizon, brightly outlined with light were very intriguing! I should have known, though, that they were towering thunderheads headed in our direction. (Also, doesn't that bird appear to be flying above the flames of Hades!!!)

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A few hours later, at around 1:30 a.m., I awakened to thunder and lightning to the west. Great......ANOTHER storm coming through. Despite the ungodly hour, I put on my bathrobe and squished through the wet lawn to try and get a picture of a lightning bolt. A few nights ago, I had tried, too, but with no success........ I could never catch the lightning flashes in time.

I turned on the weather radio and listened through the static to the recorded electronic voice which sounds like Arnold Schwarzenegger. It reported that this storm front was going to miss us........it was headed in a more southeasterly direction, toward......where else.......Cedar Rapids and Iowa City!!

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Fathers' Day dawned cool and clear. After chores, church, and noon meal, I was exhausted and sank into the recliner to read the Waterloo Courier and Des Moines Register. The rest of the gang went outdoors and played "Blong Ball" (The photo loaded the wrong way for some unknown reason.), otherwise known by some as "ladder golf" and "_____ _ _ ___" ( a name I'd rather not say, but rather appropriate for Fathers' Day).

The fam kept hollering for me to come out and play, too, but, golly, I absolutely did not want to. I so strongly felt the need to sit for awhile.......I've had a sore knee lately, which is very unusual.......I've never had knee trouble, and I don't want it!!! Probably, now, because I'm about to turn 50, things are going to start going kaput. Sheesh!

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So, I enjoyed the newspapers, and then began to doze. At some point I saw the dreamy reflection of this windmill in the window nearby, and was prompted to get up from my cozy recliner to find the camera and take a picture. Exciting, huh!!

I hope your Father's Day was as peaceful and pleasant ours was here!!