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To me, small community means living near nature – and rain is nature:
“A River Runs Through It” My driveway, is made of gravel, leads up from the township road – the township road now has a lot of my gravel on it!! – at the delta of the DRIVEWAY river. U see, nature will keep me from getting bored here by the Bay – I will spend hours fixing this driveway!
Last night, I stood in front of our windows – one overlooking the bay and one overlooking the woods — marveled at the beautiful storm – pouring rain and lightening flashes — loved it. You see, I love weather!!!
Why does dog Dyna hide in the shower (or under anything available) when there is thunder within 50 miles? Grandma reminded me of what I did on Oct 12, 2001. Dyna and I sat on our front porch over looking the Pedernales River Vally -on our ranch in Texas. The river was 2 1/2 mile away – storm much worse then last night’s – it was beautiful – then a bolt of lightening struck a tree in our pasture – much closer then 2 1/2 miles away — startled me so much that I think I jumped a foot off of my front porch swing
— But poor height challenged Dyna jumped so high we were looking eye to eye. — that might be a little editorial licence — but that bolt sure scared the h… out of Dyna . To my daughter and Grand children who deal with Dyna in their shower when it thunders – you now know my version of the story as to why she hides!
Oh, while Dyna and I were mid-air – a category 3 tornado ripped thru Stonewall – by the river 2 1/2 miles away wiping out a 300 foot swath the length of the village of Stonewall! – a lot of days of small community coming together to help in the cleanup.
In the small communities I have lived in, we were near nature – woods, forest, hill country, oceans, big lakes, swamps, etc – where we share space with squirrels, mink, river otters, deer, bear, snakes, and many animals including ferrel cats “A domestic cat that that turns to the wild — and maybe back again”
The link I left you yesterday – told of a flying squirrel’s tail. My friend has an ex ferrel cat that sneaks off into the woods at night and returns with gifts for my friends. After some research we determined Saturday’s gift was the tail of a flying squirrel — I always hate to see my friend be so sad when we know that the cat’s gift was at the expense of a life — but I told her smile – a life may have been spared for Saturday’s gift:
“The tail is passively employed in escaping the grasp of a predator’s teeth or talons. Flying squirrels have “break-away” tails. Should a predator attack and grab a flyer’s tail, escape is possible, if only at the cost of part of its tail, not its life. The sight of a wild flying squirrel with half a tail is not an uncommon sight. The affected squirrel makes adjustments to this loss and can live a normal life afterwards”. from http://www.flyingsquirrels.com