morning when that windy storm system came through.
Oh, Man, was it “Squally”!
How Squally, you ask?
It was so squally that my water level line wouldn’t spool onto my
water level meter. Every time I walked into the wind I had to
get upwind of the snaking line to block the tempest with my body.
That was my Mistake!
That wind got up under my jacket and picked me up, so I started
to fly off to Aurora. Even the clouds were out of control! The
wind was grabbing them by the heads and dragging them up into
the Stratosphere! It was pulling the water out of the wells, too.
The water levels were jumping. I would have joined them all,
but my loose measuring line dragged and snagged on a passing
sprinkler head. I was able to haul myself hand-over-hand back
to the ground, where I grabbed onto a telephone pole and tied
myself to it with my belt. Yes ,that was really squally weather
in the Willamette Valley, yesterday!
