Solar Panels After Hail

Because many of you have asked what happens to solar panels when it hails, I can now give you a report. We’ve all heard of hail that  is golf ball, baseball or softball size and I’m not sure how they will withstand that size hail. What we had was a bit bigger than ping pong ball size hail and we had lots of it coming down steadily for about 10 minutes.

Boots

Boots

I took this picture this morning (yes, I still had on my pajamas) when I was outside . . to prove that I’m not wearing flip flops but look at the green leaves that the hail knocked out of the trees. As further proof that everything is weird in Texas, our live oak trees drop their leaves in the spring instead of in the fall. The leaves are small and blow away so we never rake (not that we would anyway) but this pile of leaves I’m standing in is all leaves that fell during the hail storm last night.

My first thought upon waking this morning was : Are the solar panels ok? Actually, I wondered about the garden but I figured a few $1 packages of seeds would have the garden back up and running so I was more concerned about the solar panels. 

Solar Panels

Solar Panels

I fully expected that they weren’t producing at 6:32 a.m. . . it was still dark, but I couldn’t help myself from checking. It’s been a bit overcast this morning but the sun is just starting to make its way from behind the clouds and the panels are all producing.

Solar Panels

Solar Panels

None of them appear to have been damaged. Whew! I feel good knowing they can withstand that amount and size of hail.

A Crazy 24 Hours

If you get squeamish with dead stuff . . read no farther. In the past 24 . . probably 30 hours really, I keep wanting to pinch myself to see if this is all real . . it’s almost too much, even for a bull headed, brave girl like me. Actually, I think that spider on Friday was just a few days early because today was probably the day he was really supposed to bite me.

I’m not a quitter. I never give up but . . it wouldn’t take much right now for me to go running somewhere . . anywhere but here.  In the grand scheme of life, it’s just been a weird 24 hours and things will hopefully be more normal tomorrow.

It started yesterday when I was headed to the mail box in the RTV. I looked and there was a dead mouse right in the driveway. No apparent injuries. Didn’t appear to have been run over . . just dead. I’m guessing a bird of prey grabbed him and then dropped him.

Mouse

Mouse

The next 20 or so hours were fairly normal. Til . . I was out in the garden gathering some onions, cilantro and oregano for dinner. Vince came around the corner screaming . . don’t go near the air conditioner . . there’s a rattle snake. I kept listening for a shot and didn’t hear it and didn’t want to go walking up towards the house because I wasn’t sure which direction he was going to shoot. Finally I walked up and peeked around the corner. The snake was curled up next to the wall and he couldn’t get him away from the wall to shoot. I would have shot and worried about fixing the holes later! Vince said “You wouldn’t really have done that, would you?” Oh, yes! Fix holes in a wall or die from a rattlesnake bite? No brainer for me.

He asked me to run get the hoe. I’m not going to say I “ran” but I got the hoe and Vince tried to get him away from the wall but he couldn’t get him away far enough to shoot him so he was able to kill him with the hoe.

Rattle Snake

Rattlesnake

Yep, our first rattlesnake for the spring/summer. You can bet it won’t be our last. This is the biggest one we’ve found since moving here.

Just after dinner, I asked Vince if he would dump the water in the canner that’s on the porch. I had just told Vince there was a mouse on the outside table this morning. He went to dump the canner and he squealed. Dead mouse in the canner! YUCK!!

We sat back down. I hadn’t even picked up my knitting and the weather alarm went off. They said a severe storm was real close (they didn’t use those exact words!). Vince got up to take the dogs out. I ran to put the chickens up. I had just walked in the house when I heard hail pounding down on the metal roof.

Hail

Hail

I’m anxious to see how the solar panels made out.  There was quite a bit of hail a bit bigger than a ping pong ball. I’ve seen bigger but never have I seen so much in such a short time.

Hail

Hail

I’m betting there are lots of damaged vehicles around this town. The hail that damaged our Honda was a heck of a lot smaller and not nearly as much as we had tonight.

It’s all a bit comical at this point . . I wonder what else can happen and then I’m thankful that there’s never a boring day in my life. I never want boring but maybe just a little less excitement would be nice.

Daddy’s Girl

I’ve always heard that sons and moms were most often closer than sons and dads and, on the other hand, daughters are often closer to their dads. It seems to hold true even with our dogs. Speck, a male, has always been my dog nad he’s always been partial to me.

Rita . . definitely a daddy’s girl.  If Vince is outside and she can see him, she whines and whimpers, and if that gets no results, she howls and then she goes to the door and rattles the wooden blinds. I usually end up closing the blinds so she can’t see him outside.

Today at lunch, she was sitting on the back of the sofa watching him eat his lunch. She was sad that she was so close . . but not close enough that he could pet her.

Rita

Rita

I think she’s looking up at us to see if anyone is feeling sorry for her yet. Nope, Rita! You’ve got a good life so suck it up . . you can’t be the center of attention 24/7 . . or at least, that’s what I’ve been told!  :)

Vince went back to work after lunch and she was left to sleep on the back of the sofa, waiting for him to return.

Rita

Rita

She knew he’d be home soon! She can sit on the sofa and face north and see him in the orchard.

Rita

Rita

Or she can face south and watch out the back door to see him in the shop.

Rita

Rita

She’s been here 6 months and she’s definitely part of the family. I hope she doesn’t remember her life before she came here. Heck, I can hardly remember my life before she showed up!  :)