I think it's a compliment

I was talking to my sister yesterday and mentioned something about walking in Look Park and she said, "Oh, have you seen the doughnut man there?"

"What??" I asked.

"I saw this great story in the Gazette today about how the park people are out in the morning with coffee and doughnuts talking to the walkers about what they want for the park," she replied.

"Huh," says I. "I may have read that story. I fact, I may have written that story.."

I guess not everyone is an avid byline reader like i am. But hey, she liked the story and didn't even know I'd written it, so that has to count for something.

And another storm

Another day, another storm. It's getting to the point where I can't remember which devastation resulted from which storm..."Was that the microburst on Saturday, the deluge on Tuesday, the wild thunderstorm on Thursday (or Friday or Saturday), or the scary storm on Sunday?"

When today's storm started I was in the woods in Whately with several friends and 4 dogs. We decided to head home when the thunder really started rumbling. We got soaked, and the drive home was a little hairy, dodging lake-size puddles, but nothing too bad.

After supper I decided to take a stroll up to Look Park to see if the storm had wreaked havok up there...the bike path was littered with small branches, and up toward the end it was blocked by a tree down...it was a fairly small maple that I think just got too soaked over the last few weeks and the ground just lost hold of it.

Look Park was closed, which made for a peaceful stroll, just me and a few other curious folks. The big old maple by the entrance to the Garden House lost a branch, but it was inside the park where the bigger trees were down. A large double sized pine tree fell on either side of a picnic table (how considerate of it!). When I checked out the tree's base I saw that it was hollow and all the wood inside was rotten, so it was just a matter of time.

Another tree was down across part of the pond (nearby where another one fell earlier this spring)..and a few other large branches. Lots of new firewood for the park's bbqs.

As I finished the walk, a gorgeous sunset lightened the park, so I guess we can expect a brighter day tomorrow, if the old saying is true (and if a sailor's delight is a bright sunny day).

Until the next storm, that is.