This morning I awakened at 5:15 to the sound of the heavens opening up onto the roof and a crack of lightning setting off my car alarm.
With nothing but sand between this little cottage and the fifth largest lake in the world, and a 120-year old cottonwood next door, I don't sleep through storms like this one. Typically, I lie in bed wondering if I'd be able to hear the groaning of breaking branches over the thunder, and if the tree would make a direct hit on the bedroom or just graze it. And then the non-freaked-out part of me reasons that that tree has seen many, many storms in its lifetime, and this is just one more.
Then I get up and make coffee in the kitchen on the other side of the house. Just in case.
A calm in the storm, 7am
Miraculously, the tree still stands, but Mother Nature's not done yet. Looks like She has a lot more in store for all of the Midwest today -- hope everybody stays safe and dry!
3 comments:
That's a beautiful picture-but I'd move to the other side of the house too!
those colours would be amazing in a quilt.
I love seeing this photo and the one below it side by side!
And funny, I sleep through storms (but my dog doesn't).
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