Bit
blowy about these parts today. Apparently, it’s another one of those unnecessarily-named
storms that has tipped the miles-per-hour meter just enough to become meteorologically
worthy of a moniker.
They’ve
called it “Freya.”
I don’t
know why they chose that name. I have wasted my lunch break looking the name up
and it turns our Freya was a Norse goddess – possibly the most beautiful of
them all – who owned an important necklace and was the designated Goddess of
fertility.
So
maybe the name does make sense for this storm – it’s basically f**king my
garden up as we speak.
RC 4-3-19
RC 4-3-19
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