Living Inside a Drum

Big winds yesterday and rain today. I had discussed awning straps with Marc. I was using a nylon rope to hold down the middle of my awning to keep the wind from getting under it and ripping it off and said, "They make a flat strap but they are pretty expensive." He found some flat plastic strapping used for packaging, for a pittance, and gave me the rest of his roll. It was flimsy and the install was accompanied by cursing as it blew around in the wind, got caught on the ventilator, etc., but the deed was done, held taut by bungie cords. The winds were pretty strong and I soon found that a gust would result in a huge bass drum roll. But, I was stuck until the winds subsided. I am surprised the neighbors didn't come knocking.

I was up early today and disassembled the strap, put up the nylon rope, and was good to go when the winds came up and and the rain started. Silence is golden. My screen house is snug and dry. Nice place to be, it is but I am in and under the air conditioning with the dogs. It is the first time I have used the air conditioner in two weeks.

Lori called and I will go south to do laundry, give the dogs a play date, and have Sunday dinner. A welcome invitation. I will feed the dogs and gather the laundry.