For the last several days the weather has been rainy, windy and gloomy. It's a good thing I mowed the Back Eight last week since we've had too much rain to do the chore now; I'd get stuck. Over the weekend there were horrendous thunderstorms producing tornadoes and destruction across the Midwest.
The winds were very high the last few days, stripping the last of the leaves from Willie.
I did hear one of the meteorologists on TV say some of the storm damage could be attributed to a possible 'derecho' or straight-line wind storm. (Check out the link, it's pretty fascinating.)
A few months ago I was poking around in a local Goodwill store looking for a good-sized frame in the donated picture area. I came across this hand-painted scene of a 'derecho':
|Better hurry, that's a scary sky.|
I think the painting I bought may have been M. Johnson's rendition of the painting: "The Line Storm," by John Steuart Curry, 1897-1946, possibly inspired by the approach of a derecho-producing storm.
|John Steuart Curry painting|
I never saw a sky that menacing, thank goodness, but I've been on an open tractor when lightning was too close for comfort. It's an adrenaline rush like no other when you're driving a tractor trying to go fast, but not too fast, because you don't want to lose the load of hay you're towing.
I cannot imagine what it must have been like to handle a team of terrified horses, though I know my dad often spoke of it since this was the way they did haying before tractors were used on the farm.
Every time I pass that painting in our hallway, I swear I can smell the freshly baled hay and the rain in the air and it brings back memories, both good and bad.
It was worth the six bucks.