it began as a nice day
Yesterday started out lovely. A little overcast, but temperatures were right in my range. Cool, but not cold, a little breeze. So of course since I had not been out on the porch for a while I had to do a little re-arranging. I have a smallish wicker coffee table. Too small for what I wanted so I pulled out this large board I had doodled on in my studio. It was perfect. So I painted the edges black and topped it with a few lovelies.
I spent most of the day in and out, till the skies started to turn greenish-black and the sirens began. The storm that woke my daughter up in Kentucky had arrived. I gathered the animals, three cats and a dog and came in and turned the TV on. Yep, we were under a tornado warning. The wind and hail were pretty intense, I was prepared to dive down into our cellar, not a pleasant place to be, it's basically a hole in the ground, dirt, musty, and damp, but you go if you have to, and we have had to.
We did have fair warning about the storm. Meg sent us a text early morning. She said, "I officially hate Kentucky weather...woke up at 5 am to a tornado siren and had to go to the basement for an hour and now I am soaked from walking to class even with an umbrella...yay..." Meg hates tornado's, has for years, ever since she saw "Twister". I am one of those people who love storms, as long as no one is hurt. Meg used to freak when I would go out on the porch and watch.
The sun is shining this morning.