Roses are red, violets are blue, clicking the pics, helps the gray skys turn blue.
This morning dawned with a promise of a brighter future. My Internet is also somewhat improved. It's still spotty, and a little slow, but it only takes about five minutes to upload a picture so I can deal with that.
Thank goodness today looks like the last day of the trials and tribulations that has been cast down from the heavens upon the town of Wickenburg in general, and Box Wash in particular may be coming to an end.
There's still some cloudy weather in the ten-day forecast, and one day with some rain, but I don't see anything that would cause me to go into survival mode again because it only takes a couple of hours of sunshine to recharge my batteries after a day and night of use. And I don't see anything in the forecast that will keep that from happening.
I'm glad that's over, but as the old saying goes, "Every cloud has a silver lining," and it just so happens I am now an expert on clouds, so I learned a lot from that exercise in electrical conservation that I believe will be beneficial to me in the future.
I've mentioned in my blog in the past that I have gone for four days of very cloudy rainy weather without running out of electricity. But now I know that I can go for an entire week with very little charging. And if I implement some straightforward conservation methods that have little effect on my boondocking lifestyle, I believe I can not only survive but stay relatively comfortable.
In fact, I think I can go so far as to say that if I can live with only using my small 13 inch Asus laptop for a couple of hours a day, I could probably live like I just did indefinitely, not that I would want to, but I believe it would be possible. So in the future, because of this past week of thick clouds, rain, and precious little sun, I won't be as fearful of it as I was when I first saw this frightful front heading for Arizona.
One of my neighbors dealing with the mud and the snow. I stuck my head out the door to take this picture, having no desire to walk around in that sloppy mess. Vulture peak is in the background but can't be seen because of the clouds.
The mighty Saguaros stand stoically against the cold and snow. Fortunately for me and the Saguaros the ground is far to warm for the snow to stick, and the air is way too warm for the snow to last for very long.
Even the scourge of the desert, the jumping Cholla, are powerless against the icy deluge from the sky.
It was too warm for the snow to stick to the ground at Box Wash since it's only a bit over 2000 feet. But Vulture Peak is high enough at about 3500 feet, to get the worst of it. Looking at this picture makes me feel like I'm back in Colorado. Except without the smiling faces of my Grandkids.