It was a very blustery day. Any autumn leaf that was thinking about dropping to the ground had its decision made for it by 15- to 30-mile-per-hour winds. Early in the day it was dreary and overcast. Later, openings appeared between the clouds. We were on our way home from a bit of shopping –She needed new jeans– and decided to make a quick stop at Hinckley Lake. Spots of sun drifted over the color-dappled trees and whorls of ripples spread on the surface of the water as the wind drove through the valley. I had my little Canon PowerShot G11 with me and so made some photos. The stop was brief but beautiful. Robbing a bit from the joy of the moment was discovering the cozy little boat rental and outdoors shop, the Hinckley Lake Boathouse, was going out of business. Stepping inside we found the shop nearly empty and a lone employee idly minding the cash register. {I hope to learn more of the circumstances but it sounds like Cleveland Metroparks may have chosen to not renew the owner’s lease and will take over the property.}
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Against a backdrop of sunshine and blue skies storm clouds build. Not long after this image was recorded, the rain began.
We made a little trip to Hiram on Saturday to check on the Observatory. It has been stormy and wet lately and the office dehumidifier must be emptied to prevent overflow. Along the way we had a small adventure. For the past few days we’ve been experiencing periods of partly-cloudy skies interrupted by rain and thunderstorms. We would sometimes see the clouds building as they moved towards us, their bottoms darkening as if heavy with water; then the rains would come. Though it had not rained much near our home this day, in Portage County the situation was much different. A storm had parked itself over the area and, for a couple of hours, drenched the landscape. As we traveled the rolling route south to Hiram we encountered several areas where gravel had washed across the road… sure sign of recent local flooding. Next we came to a low spot where we slowed to a crawl to safely drive through standing water several inches deep. Not long after that we saw red and blue police lights in the middle of the road ahead. There was a gap in the road, edge to edge, a couple of feet across where the asphalt pavement was missing entirely. We detoured and arrived safely in Hiram where all seemed damp but otherwise normal. Duties done we headed for nearby Garrettsville and their excellent Subway restaurant (I mean it, nice people and consistently the best Subway sandwiches we’ve enjoyed). The shop has a front door on the village’s main street and a back door that opens to an extensive deck system that runs along a mill stream through the center of town.

The view looking south from a pedestrian bridge over an old mill dam in downtown Garrettsville, Ohio. On the left, water floods the town's old mill spillway.
After lunch we stepped out on to the deck and were greeted with surprising sights and sounds — the usually quiet stream flowing gently over an old dam was a raging torrent of brown water tearing through the rock and building-lined channel.

The view looking north from a road bridge in downtown Garrettsville, Ohio. The stream crashes over submerged rocks as it rushes towards us in this picture.
The rushing water roared so as to cause us to shout to be heard; it crashed and tumbled over submerged rocks, and careened down, under and past the town’s new bridge. The sight and commotion drew locals to stop, park their cars on nearby streets, and lean over bridge railings to take in the sights and sounds. Yet as we finally left Garrettsville on our drive homeward, we soon exited areas where there had been tremendous rainfall … as if all was right with the rest of the world. It was a surprising Saturday.

Heavy rains and blocked storm drains maroon two cars: mine in the background! The photo makes it look brighter than it actually was! Exposure info: 1/40 sec., f/4.5, ISO 1600.
Heavy storms again swept (and are sweeping again right now) the area. I was at work when the first wave of the evening hit. The wind roared, the rain poured, hail rattled, and tree leaves were torn and scattered … and therein was the problem. In our parking lot the storm drains became blocked by fresh, green, shredded leaves and the torrential rains backed up. The parking lot I had chosen earlier in the day flooded for the first time ever. I was lucky for I’d chosen high ground. Had I parked in my first choice of spots, I might be telling a less fortunate story. Someone else parked in the spot I might have taken and water lapped to within about two inches of their car doors’ lower edges! Due to a staffer’s heroic effort the storm drain was cleared and the waters subsided. Still, flooding, not wind damage, was the story around the area. I’m sure there will be many stories around the office tomorrow!
We received a scare tonight when the National Weather Service and local TV stations issued tornado warnings for our town! A little after 7:00 PM the skies grew very dark and the clouds turned bumpy and ragged and moved about in chaos. Wind and rain built, nickel-sized hail fell. She Who Must Be Obeyed grabbed her purse and the cat and headed for the basement. I stood by a partly-open window to monitor the weather’s sounds and actions, ready to flee myself if conditions warranted. Fortunately we escaped the worst weather though areas north of us did not. There were many reports of trees down, buildings and utility poles suffered wind damage, and there was local flooding. Local media misidentified several amateur images of cloud formations as tornado funnels though one possibly was the “real deal.” I am waiting to hear from Observatory neighbors to learn whether Hiram escaped serious damage — weather radar showed the worst of the storm passing directly over the village! We expect no more excitement tonight but this was enough, thank you!
It’s been a challenging spring. There’s been a lot of stress and work dealing with the needs of our aging mothers, lousy weather, big projects running less than smooth, astronomy prevented by thick clouds and heavy rains. Once in a while we get a break. One such respite was a visit to the Cuyahoga Valley National Park’s Ledges Area near Peninsula, Ohio. The soft light and mossy rocks were quite restful and, while we really didn’t hike, we did explore for a few minutes. It was literally a breath of fresh air!

A full day of steady rain floods a normally-quiet stream as it rushes to join the roaring West Branch of the Rocky River. Photo by James Guilford.
I stopped in Olmsted Falls on my way to work this morning. Last week I had marveled at the scene I’d witnessed crossing a bridge there during historic flooding. I hadn’t stopped to photograph the view and regretted it ever since. I vowed not to repeat that mistake. Since yesterday, 24 hours of rain combined with snow melt and saturated ground made for new flooding. A tiny, rock-lined tributary in Olmsted Falls, Ohio, dangerously rushed with muddy water to join the roaring West Branch of the Rocky River. Most of the time one can (being careful not to slip on the moss) safely walk on the exposed stony stream bed. The River normally falls gently over exposed rock, shallow and quiet enough to have played host to a wading heron I photographed last year. Not today. It was not a peaceful scene.

The view from the dining room doesn't include a trace of the driveway that runs past. If my car was in the picture you wouldn't see much of that, either!
A much-heralded winter storm struck in the hours before dawn this morning. Most all schools were closed for the day as was my workplace. The employer of She Who Must Be Obeyed was open for business but She wisely chose to work from home. So I spent the day on the Web Edition of the annual Calendar project whilst She participated in a conference call, did office work via the ‘net, and Tasha supervised. Around midday I shot a few photos of the snow (from the comfort of the dining room) and was happy I didn’t even feel the slightest bit of guilt over not going to work… they were closed, after all! It’s not snowing much now and the winds have died down. At around 4:00 I ventured outside and dug my car out of the drifts. I’d guess we got about 8 to 10 inches of snow but, since it blew around a lot, it was hard to be sure. As I finished excavation the clouds began to part, blue sky showed, and sunshine broke through! Maybe a little self-centered on my part but it wasn’t a bad Friday for me at all. A guilt-free say at home, personal projects done at my own pace, and a bit of pretty weather at the end. It’s a snow day!
A day of changeable weather in Northeastern Ohio ended with a spectacularly colorful sunset illuminating rippled clouds. We used to believe we had to travel to the Arizona desert to enjoy such color when really, all we need to do is stop and look around.
It was a truly miserable November day. Skies were overcast, temperatures never rose out of the 40s, there was rain, there was rain with ice pellets. I started work on my 2011 photographic calendar. I ventured outdoors only to hang the freshly-cleaned bird feeders and travel to Taco Bell for lunch. That was enough. The damp cold seemed to penetrate to the bone. It was a good day to be an indoor cat… or a “cat” indoors!

Visible satellite image of the October 26, 2010 superstorm taken at 5:32pm EDT. At the time, Bigfork, Minnesota was reporting the lowest pressure ever recorded in a U.S. non-coastal storm, 955 mb. Image credit: NASA/GSFC.
It’s being called a “super-storm”or “weather bomb.” The storm we experienced yesterday was a whopper. Although many of us escaped any damage or danger {it was actually no big deal where I was sitting}, the same cannot be said for everyone’s experience. Tornadoes, hurricane-force winds, torrential rains pummeled many areas. The lowest barometric pressure ever recorded in a non-coastal area was measured within the system’s spiral. A weather satellite image is, at once, beautiful and frightening.










