Tag Archives: storms
September Twenty-first, An Anniversary, And An Understanding of the Importance of Preparations.
Thirty-two years ago. Today was well, today. I spent the first of the morning sitting outside of my dad’s eye doctor while the doctor checked dad’s eye that he had somehow scratched. While it is much improved, he wanted dad … Continue reading
August Eighteenth; If I Could Ask For a Gift
Rescue Yesterday was much more than what a local station calls a first alert day weather wise. We knew the remnants of that storm Fred was going to be coming through. I am currently of a mind that we under … Continue reading
Day 229; Footnotes of Super Freaky Spooky Weird Day
Well this morning was odd. Not scary, just…odd. As I was talking with mom this morning, I happened to look up and notice a shadow on the door room this room into the kitchen. It was the shadow of a … Continue reading
Have I Mentioned…
A voice from my phone frightened me. The alert for a tornado watch in our area doing what was intended, it got my attention. I pretty well knew it was coming, the possibility was too great. The skies had remained … Continue reading
August Sixteenth; In This My Month of Birth, If I Could Ask For a Gift, I Would Request
Lessons in the raindrops. I went to bed last night, or rather this morning as it was just past the stroke of twelve, listening to the sound of rain. Not a heavy, dangerous rain, the slow kind that soaks in … Continue reading
Day 227; Footnotes of Days Like Today
In the distance I hear thunder. The breeze coming in through the open windows has cooled down immensely. Still, the crickets are singing while they are able. Both dogs are inside, both staring toward the door as if watching and … Continue reading
Day 226; Footnotes of Barking Dogs and Suddenly Dark
Our poor mail carrier. I hope he’s okay. Let me explain. I knew a package was supposed to arrive today. When the mail carrier went down the dirt road, I was watching for their return. When the jeep stopped at … Continue reading
August Twelfth; In This My Month of Birth, if I Could Ask For a Gift, It Would Be..
Calm I would ask for calm in the storm. One of the worst of nature’s storms I have ever faced, was Hurricane Hugo. I realize that there are those who have had worse. Those living on the coast when and … Continue reading
Day 232; Footnotes of Knowing Who To Run To When Feeling Afraid
There I was, minding my own business for once, doing my household chores when my phone rang. For probably the third time, mom was calling. I honestly don’t mind though, I’m just glad to still be receiving those calls. She … Continue reading
