Happy Thanksgiving! Wild weather this week, wasn’t it? Not really unusual at all. November storms can really pack a punch. But it was probably the strongest period of storminess since early December 2007.
It was quite a sight to see salmon swimming across a highway in Mason County as the Skokomish River flooded Tuesday morning. To see a video of the struggling salmon, go to: http://tiny.cc/a7d51.
Thirteen years ago this week in my column, I wrote this, “I sure don’t have to tell you that it has been wet the last few days. Very wet, in fact. Nearly three inches has fallen around Vancouver and amounts more than double that in the outer areas of the county. My monthly total as of 4 p.m. Saturday was 5.50 inches, compare that to the normal for the entire month of 6.51 inches. With more showers in the forecast and a couple of good storms between now and Thanksgiving, we’ll be way above average.” And so it goes, repeat, repeat.
I want to offer my annual Thanksgiving poem: “I look up at the sky and give thanks for the rain, hail, and snows; to fulfill our needs as only our creator knows. We complain about the heat, the cold, and the rain; but we’re given a variety to keep us sane. The dark clouds may come, but a rainbow will appear, to comfort and tell us our creator is near. We’re given the seasons — summer, fall, winter, and spring; each with their own weather they do bring. Symbolizing a beginning, growth, and death. But the wind keeps on blowing and never runs out of breath. We have acquired the knowledge of the sky, and will keep on learning, that’s no lie. As a shower that moves through and off to the east, this I would like to say at least: “Have a great Thanksgiving and a wonderful feast.”
