Yesterday’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 …
Various 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 …
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 …
Just 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? …
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 …
So there was this post recently to the EastsiderLA blog about a coyote trapping this past July in Silver Lake that went horribly wrong. A property owner, reportedly after some sort of “coyote vs. dog” incident, had contracted with a trapper who set up a snare in hopes of catching the predator. Well, the snare, …
Having to take our 2009 Ford Escape Hybrid (with a whoppingly low 12,600 miles on the odometer) into the dealership for service this week, I’d been meaning to write about the odd temporary malfunction that prompted the visit and what was determined (more like “best guessed”) to be its strange cause — essentially a street-level …