Raindrops keep fallin'

 

Wet, wet, wet. Our world went from bone dry to soaking in the blink of an eye.  We've had an impressive amount of rain, even for Northwest fall weather.

So long to those sunny ukulele afternoons. This was taken at our party just three weeks ago, which already seems like a long time. Today we're huddled again under the small covered patio at the coffeehouse. It's a good thing we like each other. What a nice group.

As to the power outage yesterday, it lasted 4 hours. I got dressed in the semi-dark and John drove me to work at the Senior Center, where they still had power. It passed the time, but I felt discombobulated for the rest of the day, not having my morning shower and regular breakfast. We are creatures of habit.

Our house is at the end of one of those long (unlucky) grids, so the houses on both sides of the street didn't lose power. Misery loves company, so that's annoying, even though it isn't their fault.

These West Seattle outages occur frequently now. I can't remember losing power in the first 35 years we lived here. 

Seattle City Light gives various reasons, like trees falling on lines and speeding cars taking out poles. Frankly, the old grid must be overloaded from the building density. You can't pack people into thousands of new condos and apartments and neglect infrastructure like power and transportation. (Well, actually, in Seattle, you can.)

Anyway, that's the latest news from the dripping Northwest.