On Monday, my little hometown experienced a whopper of a storm. It knocked the power out before it even blew in. So, I took out a pint of my favorite ice cream, (like there ever will be one I don’t like), and sat on my new front deck with the new handicap ramp and spooned in the yummy creamy goodness in silence. I felt a soft breeze approach and was unconcerned. The wind picked up a notch and I continued to be unfrightened and unmoved. But, then, a sound began to build and what I thought was a freight train coming up the canyon, turned into a wind storm we have not seen in at least 15 years. I kept watching for a car to come up the highway, for that sound could not be the wind. I watched and watched. The traffic had pretty much disappeared. If I had really paid attention, I may have seen them fly by. The wind-swept tree after tree down to the ground. It crushed power lines and took out buildings. I did not get to witness most of this. Where I live, I did hear two trees hit the ground and I grabbed my ice cream and Max the wonder dog and we took shelter in the house. I prepared my flash lights and my water. I knew it was going to be a long night.
It was eerily quiet all night. No frogs singing. No crickets making their nightly music and Max was on high alert. Anything moved and he was barking at it. Including me. I finally sat up in bed and explained to him, that if the house was not on fire and Timmy was not stuck in a well that he had better settle down for a nice spring nap….cause I had to get up early. (And I prayed the power would come back on for a shower).
In the morning, I had breakfast at my cousins restaurant and learned that people were still out all over the county. We had one tree go down and wipe out 9 power poles in the process. Generators were springing up all over and right at this moment, we still have people with no power. Its been 5 days. Strength to the mountain people and prayers.
So, between the power outage and helping out where I could, no posts were written here. So, please excuse my tardiness.
Well, off to breakfast and then to work on “Coffee of Change.”
— Terri Louise