Barn Storm.
More abuses of weather. This summer has been rife with crazed weather. A second, mid-Ohio, grassfed farming blogger has been noticing too.On Thursday yet another violent storm passed through. Lightning struck the main bank barn up at my Aunt's end of the farm. Hit the disconnected lightning rod, arced across to a 4x6 support beam and exploded. Blew out a sizable chunk of siding. The barn didn't burn down only due to the fact that it was raining buckets at the moment.
Some of you may be wondering why we wouldn't have the lightning rod connected to the ground, you know, to make it work properly. Well, our insurance adjustor wouldn't insure a barn with a properly connected lightning rod, because "lightning rods attract lightning."
Takes all kinds.
posted by Lord of the Barnyard at 5:02 PM
4 Comments:
Drew, Dan said the meat his parents cooked for us for dinner yesterday was from you. You make good cow. Really good cow.
Dan told me there would be a couch. Rusty was supposed to look for it. Obviously, he failed... miserably. I expect better next time.
Did you fellas know that Dan can crush cans with his butt cheeks? It's true. He tested it out in my back yard one night.
Where you live too huh? Lightening has been a constant companion here for going on a week now.
Yep. There was another flicker. I'd better get some candles.
Lotb:
I. HATE. INSURANCE. COMPANIES.
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