It occurred to me yesterday that people pay big bucks to see storms.
I'm raising our rates here at the bungalow because it is high season.
Two nights in a row we were treated to high rate storm season.
I think our bungalow guests might be quite impressed with our light and sound system.
Our bedroom light. . .
comes on when the power goes out. .
and the generator comes on.
This coincides perfectly with the alarm going off in the barns to alert the chickens . . .
of the power outage.
It's amazing how quickly one can sit up in bed. .
with the combo light and alarm duet.
I was working in the kitchen yesterday when there was a knock on the door.
It was my flag man. . .
with his flag in disrepair.
The bottom hem was torn from end to end. .
and the tassels had begun.
It's a bit early in winter to begin flag shortening. . .
but what can a girl do?
I zigzagged her up. . .
and she's flying in the breezes again today.
My beloved can't properly blow the leaves into the neighbors property without his flag giving him the proper wind direction for optimal leaf removal.
One more storm. . .
and we'll be leaf free.