Rainy and blustery

View to the north from our living room.

Wednesday is garbage pickup day at the new house. It was Friday at the old house. Recycling and yard debris alternate weeks. It is the former today. We’re finally catching up with the buildup of cardboard from deliveries of various things we purchased for the new house over the past couple months—reclaiming garage space. And speaking of garage space, I need to sneak some more styrofoam into the garbage, the stuff not marked with a “#6” so St. Vinnies won’t take it. Styrofoam is terrible stuff.

Rainy and blustery out there this morning. Yesterday we got some real downpours. I guess there’s another “atmospheric river” snaking around up there in the sky. That’s a term I do not remember before this century, and definitely not when I was growing up. We didn’t have “super moons” either.

We did make it out for a hike yesterday morning, to a trailhead that’s quite close to our new neighborhood: Martin Street, which leads up to the Amazon Creek Headwaters path. Ran into Blake at the top end (Fox Hollow Rd. parking lot, across from the Raptor Center), where he starts his route and where we turn around and go back down. He joined us and we had nice chat walking through the woods. Mrs. Random and I were quite proud of ourselves for getting out early (before 10 o’clock!)—well, actually, getting out at all. Weather was sunny and mild in the morning, before the precipitation got going.