We had only been home a short time when things really began to get bad. My aunt called and told us to get to our basement, as there was a tornado on the way.
I never really remember being afraid of storms, even as a child. As a matter of fact, I loved them! I would lie awake at night, in my dark room, watching the lighting flash on the walls. It was deliciously spooky.
If a bad storm came through during the day, I loved to snuggle down by a window, perhaps with a hot drink, watching the rain and lightening and listening to the thunder. My mom used to tell me thunder was the angels bowling J
If I happened to be outside during a storm, I would stand against the wall of our hip roof barn and let the rain sliding down the roof soak me. Hey, it was more fun than taking a shower! I liked sloshing around in water filled boots….saved me the trouble of rinsing them out every once in a while.
There have only been a few times that I have really felt scared about a storm. Once I was riding my horse on the back edge of farm, about a mile from the barn when a storm came up. My horse was a bit spooky and the lightening was crazy! I wasn't thrilled about being out in an open field, on a horse, with lightening all around. I never really enjoyed driving in bad storms, when I could feel the wind pushing the van around, or feel the tires skidding over the wet pavement.
And as I have grown up, my feelings about storms haven't really changed. My most productive times to write are at night, or during a storm. There is just something about storms that get my creative juices flowing. That may not be true for everyone, and there certainly is nothing wrong with being afraid of storms, but to me they are inspiring!
The storm we experienced yesterday was quite interesting. There was a fair amount of lightening…I was disappointed at the lack of thunder, but the swirling green clouds were amazing!
Our house sits in the middle of a cedar swamp and as we stood on the porch, watching the developing storm, we could hear trees crashing down in the swamp. Dad hurriedly moved all our vehicles to a safer location, and we did retreat to the basement for a short time.
The power went out….just as I was in the middle of making a cup of coffee!! Horror of horrors! A bunch of breakers blew….and when Dad tried to turn some of them back on, some of the electrical outlets started exploding, so back off they went J
When we got up this morning, we still had no power, but our old house at the farm did, so we moved all our freezer and refrigerator foods to the freezer and fridge at the farm and Dad hooked up a small generator to run the sump pump so our basement wouldn't flood.
A call to the electric company confirmed our suspicions that we would be out of power for quite some time, along with 31,000 other people. We were moved up on the priority list because there appears to be a wire hanging from one of the poles near the house, so perhaps we will be back on shortly. For now, we are feeling like the Amish….and I still haven't gotten my coffee!
Thankfully the auction hall still has power, so I am able to charge my phone and computer. Dad had to go buy a bigger generator that can run the whole house, so we should be able to cook supper (and make coffee) tonight when we get home.
Were any of you affected by this storm? Do you like storms? What are your favorite things to do while it is storming?