Southern Fried Electronics and Flash Fried Tree

Thank all of you who voiced concern during my absence.  I have some funny movies to share but Google has been accommodating as usual. What should have taken only minutes has taken all evening to share.  Enjoy!

Excuse the dirty words and the hysteria.  I've been through a few tornadoes and thunder storms and do respect the power and danger. I think the big mouthed female behind the camera adds to the humor.

With people losing homes and more during this awful weather

we have been very blessed when electronics is all we lose.

We hope all remain safe.

Saturday Centus 166

Watching the lightning grateful for the cool and enjoying the scent of fresh rain we spoke of past weather and the effects.

A huge multi-limbed wild animal of lightning ran across the sky followed immediately with deafening thunder. We knew the sound of lightning striking but we didn't know what it had hit.

Come morning we traveled the hilltop to check. Not only had the lightning struck and split a huge oak tree, it has also killed eight cattle who had rested under it.

The herd bull, in death, leaned against the tree as if scratching an itch in life.

Join Saturday Centus and Jenny for some entertainment and fun.

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."

What’s This Strange Stuff?

Thunder, lightning, rain…

amazingly beautiful and greatly appreciated.



The sights and sounds from my front porch.

we have rain, and I'm smiling!