The Power of Lightning...

The past partially repeated itself last week.  We've had wonderfully generous amounts of rain accompanied by wind, thunder and lightning. Some seemed awfully close as I counted the seconds between the flash and the clap of thunder.

Yesterday preparing to move cattle to greener pastures Hubby "ran" the fence line, not physically but on his Ranger.  He returned to the house madder than a wet hen saying someone had cut the fence!  Are you sure? I ask.  Hubby is one of those who naturally jumps to the worse case scenario and when he solves the problem he is always the hero.

He gathered supplies and returned to repair the hole.

It was not cut!  It was fried! This is brand new barbed wire which takes years to change color or be affected in any way by the weather...except for lightning.

All that remains of four strands of twenty-five feet of fencing.

If you look closely you can see the discoloration

 that could only be made from fire.

Hubby had cheated a little

 and nailed to some trees along the fence line.

All he could find was still attached to a tree.

I'm glad the cattle were not close

like Dad's story above.

This reminds me of that old commercial,

"It's not nice to fool Mother Nature."