yesterday i noted old glory just hangin' around not doing much to display her beauteous majesty. last night, as i went about my bedtime ritual, mariah was howling again as the promised cool front blew in. as if to say, "you thought i'd left and weren't ever coming back? HAH! fooled you, didn't i? truth is, i knew better.
around 3.a.m my knees woke me up yet again. making a tour of the newly installed hardwoods i could hear the wind still blowing, northern clipper style. the flag (yes, it is lighted at night) was standing straight out in all its stars and stripes glory. i went back to bed praying my knees would let me sleep just a bit more.
looking out the front door early this morning, the front has passed, the flag is at rest again after a very busy night.
mariah, you are typical, changing speed and direction on a whim. i wouldn't want it any other way.