I won’t lie. I’m about as ill as a hornet. I’ve been up since four this morning, I’m tired, I’m grumpy and its a good thing I’m single because I really doubt anyone could tolerate me right this moment. I’m trying to remain calm, but it sure isn’t easy.
I was awakened at four by the sound of rain pounding my bedroom window. It sounded as if someone was outside tossing pebbles against the panes of glass. After listening for a few minutes I dragged myself out of my nice, warm, comfortable bed and went to check outside. I hate heavy rain. My house isn’t big, but its long and there are no gutters. My front yard is huge, but it has a slight slope down toward the house. I did a redneck engineering thing and created a wall of cement blocks to divert the water coming down the yard, and it usually works. I have a drain that runs under the house to the back yard, but, it can become clogged. I needed to make sure it was clear.
When I stepped out onto the porch I noticed that it really wasn’t a torrential downpour going on, but big drops that wanted to sound and feel as if they were carrying rocks or maybe ice. Even though at that moment it wasn’t all that cold. Though the temperature has been dropping steadily all morning. Seeing that the drain was clear and there didn’t seem to be any threat to water backing up, I went back to bed. Only to hear Molly crying. Poor, sweet, cowardly Molly. I gave up, got up and have been up ever since. Sitting in this room trying to keep Molly calm. She’s been beside me, she’s been on my feet, she’s been under my desk. She’s been on her bed, in her chair, everywhere but in my lap, but only because the tray my keyboard sits on was in her way.
As I sat here, I listened to the wind. The gusts were incredibly strong. The wind is what Molly fears. I don’t know if maybe it hurts her ears with the sound in the trees or the windchimes going insane. Whatever it is, she’s terrified. While I listened to the wind blowing, the sounds of limbs hitting the roof and a very loud crash out in the yard, I tried to calm her fears. She was as close as she could get and trembling so badly.
Once it began to get light, it was easier to tolerate. I could see what was going on outside and that helped. I went out in the rain to check the roof and all I saw where small size limbs that had fallen. The crash was a very large limb that had crashed to the ground directly behind my son’s car. The same car that has already had a tree lay down across it over a year ago. Many of the dents couldn’t be repaired due to where they are. We try to make light of it by saying it gives the car character. At least today the limb missed.
I don’t know how long we will have to deal with these winds, I’m hoping the front is passing on through. I’ve watched videos of snow falling in the North Carolina mountains. I’m not sure how our weather is going to end up locally. I know the temperature has fallen a lot since I got up, currently according to my computer only 7 degrees above freezing. It could get interesting..maybe. But of course the wind blew the cover off my firewood so now all of that is wet. Hopefully the few pieces on the porch will burn and I can bring some in to dry out.
The most amazing part of this whole morning? I have been calm. Oh I’m ill now but I’m tired. What I haven’t been, is afraid. Less than a year ago I would have been terrified of winds like we’ve had this morning. I would have been like Molly, pacing the floor and trying to find somewhere to hide. I would have been taking the flashlight and trying to see through the dark how badly the trees were swaying. But, I didn’t. I sat here playing solitaire and trying to keep Molly calm. Both dogs have been outside briefly, but are now back inside and close to my chair. Molly has dozed off finally, Bella hasn’t had any concerns from the beginning. But she is older. I can imagine though, just as I had my hand on Molly’s shoulder trying to calm her, God had His hand on mine, calming me. I was at peace with that.
so I went outside to see if I could find some dry enough firewood and discovered a bad thing. That limb that has to weigh at least a hundred pounds (because my son and I moved it) didn’t miss his car. It hit the back glass and shattered it. The frame work seems fine so he’s already called and gone to have someone look at the car and see when they can replace the glass.