Posted by Brenda Gorseth | Posted in Uncategorized | Posted on 23-07-2014
Tags: North Dakota State Fair
Monday late afternoon/evening was one wild ride in North Dakota. We were at the State Fair in the Pride of Dakota tent when the sky began looking funky; by 3:30 they were telling us to pack up and leave early, but by the time most of us got packed up and to our cars, the monsoon began. After returning to the tent from having parked my car in the fairgrounds, it was obvious we were not going to be taking boxes to the car because a) they are boxes and would have disintegrated immediately and b) my three helpers were no where to be found. I brought my son, niece, and nephew to the fair-this way they helped me load/unload and then got to go enjoy the fair on their own. They did eventually show up; the niece first, followed later by the two boys who felt the need to (shock) get some food to eat. We waited out the storm but saw on radar it wasn’t going to go away anytime soon, so when it let up a bit, we made the mad dash for the car to load it up. Afterwards, four wet bodies, three of which are teenagers, were about to embark on a two hour trip home. Let’s just say the deodorant did its job and despite wet feet, we survived. However, before leaving Minot, hail began…I have a newer car and really don’t want any damage nor do I want to drive in that crazy snowstorm-in-summer so we scanned the area looking for an empty garage. Yep, it didn’t matter to me whose it was, I was going to use it. I spotted one across the road and made a beeline for it; I have no idea what company it was, but no one was there, the door was open, and just like Goldilocks, we made ourselves at home until the hail stopped. We literally outran the storm and beat it home by fifteen minutes; enough time to put things away (like the tent used to detract the deer), batten down the hatches on the chickens, and close doors on the big buildings. When we left Minot it was 68-when we got home it was 83, so I knew there was fun coming our way. We received four inches in a few hours’ time, but no wind damage; I feel for those just a few miles south of us since the damage was much worse-trees down, crops flattened, etc.
The next morning was so still and calm…which the mosquitos loved. I tried to go out to the garden to pick beans and even with bug spray they had a feast. I have to go out there today to snip spinach, harvest beets and do some weed clean up, but who wants to go out there and be something else’s meal?! A breeze would be nice, but I think the storm used up our allotment of wind for the month.
I have two products on trellises outside our front door-grapes and cucumbers. The grapes are purely for fun and act as a shade for the porch, but the cucs are used for pickles. Guess which one the cats feel the need to lay under? The daddy cat lays there and then the two kittens come to play, batting at the bright yellow cucumber flowers until they have conquered them, or play with a big fat green leaf until it too, crashes to the ground. They survived the previous wind storm, are finally producing, and now some felines are going to lay waste to them?! I think not. I need to train them to play with the grapes…because I have so much spare time on my hands. Today is beet pickle day again; the beans and peas are picked and ready to be canned, and the spinach needs to be frozen. The raspberries are just starting, too, so that means a daily trek out there to pick those delicious delicacies…I can already tell more bug spray is needed.
I will leave you with a picture of my new medication-a water fall. I used to listen to music on the computer but my son hooked this up on the counter next to me, so now I turn it on and feel so much more relaxed as I pay bills, blog, try to remember passwords, etc. Seriously, I now have a file with all my user names and passwords because I keep forgetting them; life used to be so easy and now with all the hacking, one has to change up all the passwords-did I capitalize that one? what number order did I use for this one? what was I thinking when I made up that one?! Now the waterfall sings a melody that puts me at ease…and makes me want to use the bathroom more. There’s a price to pay for everything. May your Wednesday be what your make of it…whether it’s a cold, refreshing waterfall or a giant mosquito full of your blood. Swat!