An Unexpected Storm and Manzanita

Rain last night, accompanied by such lightening and thunder as we seldom see here in Crestline. Our forecast indicated a slight chance of rain, with no mention of thunderstorms. When I heard the first rumble, I looked across the living room and quizzically stared at Jerry. “Is that thunder?”

It was, and thus began the hours-long visual display of lightening, and the drum-like sound of the accompanying thunder.

Much earlier in the day, well before we drove away for our Sunday morning worship, Jerry and I had walked with Winston. On leaving the house, I saw that the light was glorious, carried my camera with me, and snapped these two shots of the men in my life.

dsc_4738dsc_4755Winston’s placid moments were to give way to sheer panic, though, when in the evening the thunderstorms moved in. He was terrified. Once when he went out in the back, a thunderbolt sounded so loudly, that he hid under the ground-level stairs and would not come up, necessitating my going down and carrying him into the house. He trembled for hours. Nothing we did seemed to calm him. He spent the night under our bed.

The storm raged for hours–throughout the night, and has continued today.

Between showers we took our Monday morning walk, and I snagged a treasure. I had eyed the gem from time to time as we walked between our house and the woods near Thousand Pines Camp; today I decided to take it home with me. The small manzanita branch was red, full of leaves, and when I bent to pick it up, I found it to be slightly attached to the earth on the side of the hill. With one firm tug, I uprooted the woody piece, and began the short drag to our house.

dsc_4764“What are you going to do with that?” (Guess who asked.)

“Oh, I’m not sure. Lay it around somewhere. Look how pretty it is.”

“You’re a sight dragging that branch down the street,” hubby sweetly noted.

dsc_4766dsc_4771Manzanita is beautiful wood, drought resistant, and our variety presents itself with  a rich mahogany color. My piece has small orange leaves and resides now on a table that sets on our front deck. Its final place will change over the course of the months and years, for despite its humble delivery to our home, the formation is suitable to anchor a centerpiece for the most formal of occasions, or to be plopped onto a rustic plank in the back yard for a picnic or a barbecue meal.

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The storm is reluctant to leave. While I have composed this piece sitting on our living room couch with a small fire burning within a few feet of me, Winston is still hiding, for numerous showers accompanied by persistent thunderbolts and flashes of lightening continue to fill the air here in the beautiful San Bernardino Mountains.

7 thoughts on “An Unexpected Storm and Manzanita

  1. Jean Walter

    We have had the storms of late and much needed rain. I am curious, as I read your post, if you received any snow in this latest storm. Our ‘ol Baldy’ has snow on it and is a beautiful sight from our home in Upland.

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  2. Jean Walter

    It was quite a show of the thunder and lightning. As you said, we do not see or hear it much in SOCAL. I so enjoyed it and opened my window and shade so I could hear and see it throughout the night if it woke me up. It did scare our Georgia and she could not be comforted either. Love you both.

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  3. Holly

    Poor Winston.

    Now I’m hesitant to say how much we enjoyed this unexpected storm, including the majestic thunder and all the wet stuff falling from the sky. I had almost forgotten what rain was!

    Love you, love your pictures and your writing,
    hg

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    1. Oh, we enjoyed it too, even though for Winston’s sake, I wanted it to stop. I believe that is the most lightening and thunder I have ever seen, certainly here in California. Love you, too. Thank you for the compliments.

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    1. I grew up in Missouri, so perhaps that explains the fact that I love rain, including thunderstorms. But this one made Winston so frightened I was wanting it to stop. An amazing, unpredicted storm. Blessings always.

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