Serendipity beats smart any day

    Just a little more on my brother William's birthday celebration this past Monday. The weather was astonishing. There was a very slight drizzle when I arrived at Margaret's to pick her and Dad up. It had freshened to actual rain within minutes so I used my umbrella to shelter each of them when I escorted them one at a time to the car. It was no worse when we got to Lizard's Thicket. But the weather forecast was on the local news and the radar looked alarming. I checked my phone and we were under a severe thunderstorm warning, and the radar on my phone looked just as alarming.
    The heavens opened. It wasn't buckets of rain; more like the odd ocean. It was really astonishing. I don't know whether Lizard's Thicket has cable or satellite, but whichever it is lost its signal completely. The power even went out for just a second. About this time, I was kicking myself, because I had known it was supposed to rain and hadn't checked whether severe weather was forecast. In general it would be no problem; everything passes eventually. But Margaret's yard floods, and Dad has to slog right through, what with the walker. I had meant to offer to take William out and then we would bring Dad and Margaret takeout and was starting to wish strongly that I had done so just to keep them safe. But it was too late.
    The radar (and the severe storm warning) indicated that things would slacken shortly after 7, and they did. I took Dad and Margaret out to the car, again ferrying them with the umbrella over each, and it was unbelievable that we had just seen that much rain. I got them home and, miracle of miracles, her yard hadn't flooded at all. And there we see again that it's better to be lucky than good, that good timing is very valuable even when it's accidental, and that a good time can be had during a huge storm assuming that you have a roof overhead.
    Meanwhile, the little cat continues to decline to get in the cat carrier to go to the vet, 'though my friend Michelle has given me the contact info for a vet who makes house calls. Alas my next good day is a national holiday (it would be for the regular vet, too, of course) but maybe we can make this work Monday.