So where's the snow?

Muddling through life from Austria to Wales; God, life and a small black dog

What a weekend! Friday

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Heralding the storm, a warm front hit a cold front over Austria. In the early morning you could feel the change and the vapour trails from the planes were all over the sky.  I knew we were under a flight path , but not this many!

P1230630 I was aware of something coming to an end today, as Dave will now be home in the afternoons and I will need to readjust to the new routine. Already the summer seems like a glorious memory of golden warmth, reading and writing and always the sound of the cowbells in the background -especially as today its pouring!  Yes, it was too hot, but I was blessed to be inside, though I did manage the heat and even cycle in it. The cooler weather of last week was perfect weather and when Dave came home I was sprawled on the swing seat reading yet another book.

That evening as  we drove to Mariapfarr to Edith’s party, we could see the clouds coming from Obertauern, black and threatening with lightning.  So we were a bit late, but there were loads of people all sitting under the awning about to eat a Barbecue.  As we sat, the storm hit.  It must have been one of the most dramatic ones yet, lightning was striking close to us and the noise was incredible.  I loved every minute of it, the ultimate experience, enjoying a thunderstorm in safety but outside!  It was only when the rain got torrential and we began to get wet that we took to the inside.  We all sat and chatted about things, Lois bragging about his stallions and horses worth so much money, he is a completely different person when you’re not working for him!  We got into an interesting chat about mountain walks, the plans for Lungau and even a Windfarm in Thomotal.  But I was getting restless as usual and Dave was dozing off.  Comparing how we would have been when we got there, we weren’t trying to make new friends, and the only difference between this and a party at home was all was in German. We must be settled. So we drove home in the remains of the storm and slept like logs!


Author: annarashbrook

English Ex-pat living in Austria, Christian, blogger (of course) writer, photographer, dog owner!

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