Blueberry season must be over. The few that are left on the bushes are shriveled and sad-looking. It seems the berries came and left early this year. Anyway, I got a pint on Murphy Dome yesterday morning. There were, in the parlance of weather reporters, "scattered showers," which the girls and I dodged by minutes.
When we first got to the top, we saw the storm coming in, and a faint rainbow:
Then the rain came:
so we got back into the car and drove partway down the dry side of the Dome where we'd be sheltered from rain and potential lightning.
We watched the storm break up:
When I pick berries, the girls sit nearby and serve as sentries:
Then we saw the rain on the next ridge over:
And now the valley is crisp and bright:
The fireweed have all bloomed to their tops. That means, according to what I've been told, we have two weeks until the first frost.
3 comments:
Wow, so the summer is going to be over in Fairbanks? Is there autumn(I don't mean the dog)?
How do you shelter yourself if lightening strikes when you are in the field?
There is no way to 'shelter yourself' on a hill top. That's why you come down at the first sign of storming. No, Summer isn't quite over yet. We have quick storms that come and go, and in between them, it's still warm and sunny.
But Fall is on the way... a few of the leaves are juuuuust starting to turn yellow.
The girls are sooooo wonderful and so are your posts....the behbeh goats are making want to squish them with my arms and smother then with kisses.
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