I feel like a total asshole because I told the sheep and the chickens that if they could just hang in through Friday, that it would be cool on Saturday, and now they’re scheduling hot weather again. Okay, it should be out of the danger zone, but still hot. I’ll still need to run all their fans and check up on them, but I can probably skip hosing down the side of the barn and barnyard.
On the bright side, early this evening, the temperature dropped over 20 degrees in as many minutes as a storm rolled through. We got some glorious rain, the critters got a nice respite, and I got some good Kansas weather pictures and a couple lightning videos.
The lightning was bonkers. Just watching it made me gasp and retreat inside several times. I know that if you can hear it, stay out of its way. But it’s weird how it can seem right on top of you but be completely silent, which I guess is a factor of it reflecting everywhere. I think if it’s within 20 miles, you’ll hear thunder.
When everything went yellow, I was a little alarmed, but the wind was still strong from the west, and there were no tornado watches, so I figure it was just sunset refraction. Out back (on the east side), it was normal light. I swear those green patches didn’t exist a couple hours before.
The little rainbow was amidst MAD lightning and rain.
Then back to the front for more western light and a boiling sky. It looked like a big rolling thunderhead, only it was oddly still.
Everything green has been dry and yellow and withered (which is probably why Uncle Honeybunch ate enough horseweed to make him sick for the better part of three days), but it looked like it had perked right up within half an hour of the rain, so I bet the sheep will be psyched tomorrow.
Speaking of Uncle Honeybunch, he finally seems to be back in the saddle. Tonight, after skipping his grain for three nights, he joined back in as usual. I am very relieved. Thanks to everyone who send him cooling, tummy-soothing wishes.