Well, I'm not so sure it's "fun" here in the Gulf Coast South in these still-technically-early days of summer here in Houston -- with Hurricane Beryl expected to make landfall on the Texas coast this week!
It's far too early to be stocking in the hurricane supplies, doing the annual lamentation of "should I . . . or should I not . . . buy a generator," and wondering if I could find any handyman at any price to put up the hurricane boards from Ike in 2008, assuming they are still usable from that backyard shed that no one has opened in many years. But yet, that is what I'm doing this weekend as I write this blog.Beryl isn't expected to be strong enough to warrant the boards, and I probably (hopefully) will not need the generator. I am charging up some power banks, charging my Kindle, and planning to keep my phone and computer plugged in as long as feasible. But this is far too early for a named hurricane to be striking the US, and it's an alarming harbinger of what's to come I fear.
As I noted in my blog last month, I'm evaluating relocating for retirement to somewhere cooler and less prone to dramatic climate events. I visited Asheville, NC and its surrounding mountain communities. The weather was so incredibly pleasant (though the locals were all complaining about it -- they have NO idea what heat truly feels like). And somehow, I'd much rather deal with regular visitors from the local black bears like this guy (below) than a hurricane!
So when Beryl makes its way ashore tonight and tomorrow, I can hopefully distract myself by curling up with a good book (the Kindle is fully-charged and loaded). Here's some of what's up next on my Kindle:






