I have been avoiding the outer world of North Texas the past couple days due to ongoing climate mayhem in various forms.
Thunderstorms, blowhard wind gusts, rain downpours, hail, flash flooding and tornado warnings.
But, on this final Tuesday of the 2025 version of April, my regular walking time coincided with a brief respite from the climate calamity.
And so, it was back to Sikes Lake I ventured, along with a lot of other adventurers, for some salubrious endorphin acquisition, along with viewing the current colorful ground cover of pink evening primroses, which are the dominant wildflower in the Texas zone I inhabit.
In the photo documentation you can see a couple of the geese which survived last year's mass goose extermination, enjoying waddling through the wildflowers.
And past the geese you can see a pair of anglers getting ready to dip their fishline into the murky muddy waters of Sikes Lake.
Last night something happened which I do not recollect happening previously.
Around three in the morning, as in three hours past midnight, my phone made its incoming text message noise.
I got out of bed to find the phone, in the dark. Finding it I was appalled to see the incoming text message was a weather warning, informing me that a severe thunderstorm had been detected in my area.
20 some miles to the south of my location, near Archer City.
Why someone somewhere somehow thought I needed to have this severe thunderstorm news in the middle of the night is a mystery to me. What was I supposed to do? Get out of bed, get dressed, get ready to, I don't know, make haste to seek shelter from a tornado?
Perplexing...
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