Rumbling

First, the snow came. Then, night two of the spring experience.

The rain crashed down last night, the wind howled and the television announcer must have gotten a sore throat. Again.

"If you can hear this warning, seek shelter immediately! You are in the path of a very dangerous storm. Rotation has been spotted in the atmosphere and you need to find a safe location. A tornado has been spotted in your area. Go to the basement or an interior room. Stay away from windows! And if you see the storm approaching, find safety immediately!"

So...what do you think I did?

That's right. I went to the window and looked out. How else would I see the storm approaching?

It was dark. I didn't see a thing.

And go to the basement? By myself? Doesn't this guy know there are spiders down there? Fortunately, there's also a bottle of rum on the shelf beside the furnace so if I ever really do need to seek shelter maybe I won't mind the spiders so much.

Safe location? Is he out of his mind? By the sound of the beeps and buzzings coming from the television, the safest spot might be Tahiti. Or maybe Barbados, which honestly doesn't sound like a bad idea at all.

Still stormy today. I'll keep an eye on the weather channel, my mind on my manuscript and stay close to the basement door. I hope I don't have to go down there, but with this stormy weather I'm staying prepared.

I'm horrified by the devastation this weather system has left behind. My thoughts and prayers are with those whose lives have been impacted by the rash of tornadoes. So very sad.

What about you? How're things in your neck of the woods?