Another Day in June
So another week has started. The sun is shining, the birds are singing. Fluffy low hanging clouds are overhead, which while nice to look at portend some not so interesting weather later today.
For those of you unfamiliar with my part of the Great White North, being just east of the Rockies and at an elevation of 1000 meters (Aprox 3300ft), it is still cool in the mornings. Just above freezing this morning. My bedroom faces east and this time of year the sun comes in around 5:30 AM and the dogs start bugging me to go out. The sun goes down about 10:30pm and a person can still see until just after 11:00. We can tell who is a new comer from the types of coats they wear this time of year. We will have jean jackets or a hoody. A new comer will have a hoody underneath a jean jacket, with the hoody over their heads.
This time of year, the weather changes rapidly from rain to sun and sometimes back again and snow is not unheard of. So we learn to be ready for anything. A person can go from wearing a T shirt and shorts to a lined jean jacket in a hurry. We learn to look west and up at the clouds to see what is coming.
Last night, I was banging away on the latest Bekenbaum adventure waiting for the last Game of Thrones episode for the year. Disappointing end to a disappointing year by the way. Then boom! Power went off and it stayed that way. Good thing I have a satellite dish with time shifting, so I was able to watch it at a later time. Turns out a bird had flown into a transformer at the main power distribution center for our area and left about 30,000 people without power for a couple of hours. Also a common experience around here. We have more power outages in the spring and summer than any other time of year. I hated getting called out for an emergency call on Sundays. Made most excellent cash, but it still takes you away from family and friends especially on a nice weekend.
Kudos to all those power linemen, telephone guys, cable guys, internet guys, plumbers, sparkies, building maintenance guys, road repair guys and the brothers and sisters in the elevator trades. Without all of you unsung heroes, life would be much, much more difficult for the rest of us. We work hard, play hard and sometimes have very short lives. Kudos to our life partners and families for putting up with the bad hours and the bad tempers. My dogs still dive under the table when the phone goes off at night and it’s been almost three years now.
