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rain1207December 7 will live in infamy for obvious historical reasons. The amount of rainfall caught in our backyard precipitometer yesterday will live in insignificance, to the tune of barely more than a third of an inch, or 0.393″ (or 1 centimeter if you’re in a metric frame of mind).

Season To Date: 2.82″

December 7: 0.39″
November 29:
0.81″
November 23:
0.22″
November 22:
0.88″
October 09: 0.25″
July 11: 0.27″

rain1122Yesterday’s something-of-a-surprise storm did more than I’d expected, but first I gotta play catch-up because indeed after last week’s initial weather system brought us almost and inch of rain onto our Silver Lake backyard precipitometer, the day after ended up delivering a little sumpin’ extra that I failed to follow-up with, to the tune of almost quarter inch — 0.22″ to be as exact as I care to be.

rain1129The gray skies of Black Friday were pretty much completely unexpected. Not only were the various weatherfolk reversing course on previous precipitational prognostications, but at the time we turned in near midnight on Thanksgiving, the skies were clear and starry with nary a drop of rain in sight. Needless to say it was a scramble yesterday morning to cover up the already soggy tortoise hutch. Buster was not pleased. Neither was the hammock.

To make matters wetter the Storm That Wasn’t Supposed To Happen hung around until the latter part of the afternoon, ending up adding more than four-fifths of an inch to the seasonal total.

Season To Date: 2.43″

November 29: 0.81″
November 23:
0.22″
November 22:
0.88″
October 09: 0.25″
July 11: 0.27″

rain131122Various meteorological sources were suggesting a 30% chance of additional showers today, but I’m not feeling it so I’ve called a final total of  7/8ths of an inch or 0.88″ to the storm that began dropping rain late November 20 into our backyard precipitomer and concluded with any residual sprinklings yesterday afternoon. Any more wetstuff that might sneak in today or tonight will be factored in tomorrow.

November 22: 0.88″
October 09: 0.25″
July 11: 0.27″

Season To Date: 1.40″

Halloween 2013

For the number of trick-or-treaters we get some might argue that the spooky yard we create is not worth the several initial hours of extraction from the basement and set-up and wiring for light and spooky sounds, followed by several more hours over the days leading up to Halloween night spent tinkering and fine-tuning (and in the case of this year filing a police report for a theft of one of the ornaments). Lastly there are the hours on the Big Day spent getting all the electronics ready, carving the pumpkins, and also in the case of this year, subbing in 10 pounds of dry ice for the way-pat-its-prime fog machine that finally crapped out.

The trick is: I don’t do all that for the 70 or so kids who come tromping up the front steps seeking candy. I do it for the inner child in me and my love of my favorite night of the year.

But because I’m a firm believer in Halloween being over when it’s over, come the morning of November 1, I waste little time dismantling the entire thing back into the basement and returning our yard to normalcy as if nothing had happened… leaving only the above photograph (click it for the bigger picture) as proof, and these that I uploaded to Flickr.

 

rain131009Just in case you think I couldn’t have taken a crappier picture of my backyard precipitometer, you should’ve seen the first one I snapped and was about to use only to finally succumb to disgust and go snap this one, which is only slightly less unreadable. The important takeaways from the results of yesterday’s storm?

1) Don’t rely on my iPhone, and

2) Clean the damn precipitometer.

Technically speaking, this is not the first rain of the season. That one occurred on July 11, and dropped a full 0.02″ (count ‘em: 0.01, 0.02!) more than yesterday’s sprinklefest. Looking through the accumulated muck in the bottom of the soon-to-be-swabbed-clean vessel I officially log the total from yesterday’s representative sample of rainfall (that looks like it could be squirrel piss) upon our backyard to be an entirely unimpressive one quarter inch… but hey, every 0.25 counts!

October 09: 0.25″
July 11: 0.27″

Season To Date: 0.52″

 

Well, it is official. I’m a landowner. Last January when my Uncle Doug died I was informed that in his will he bequeathed to me property he owned in Walker County, Alabama. Nine months later, the legal process is complete and I am now sole titleholder to 15 reportedly well-timbered and entirely undeveloped acres, replete with a creek known as Sims Branch (named after my grandmother’s parents) running through it, pictured approximately as shown below via Google Maps.

mine

What makes the gift even more special than being deemed worthy of it by my uncle — who was pretty much one of a very few adult males who demonstrated any kind of regard or concern for me during my childhood — is the fact that this particular plot of land is where my grandmother lived and where I stayed with her when I’d visit as a child.

Her house is long gone now. It was sold years back and its buyers jacked it up off its foundation and moved it to an unknown location. Though I last was inside when I was 7 years old, I can easily recall its layout… and lots of memories.

It’s an interesting sensation to own land that’s been in my family for quite some time, even if its far away and smack dab in the middle of nowhere. I certainly hope to stand upon it sooner rather than later, but who knows. If this life-long experiment as a Los Angeles native ever craps out, odds are this is where you might be able to find me. Either in a log cabin, a double-wide, or a recreation of my grandma’s home constructed from memory.

 

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