We have a tornado watch out here until 5 a.m. That’s six hours from now.. My husband told me to be sure and have” pants, shoes and a flashlight at hand” when I went to bed–just in case. Fasten your seatbelts, it could be a bumpy ride.
Tornadoes have always scared me. I am amazed at the amount of destruction they can cause in such a very small amount of time; in the way in which they can demolish a block of houses while across the street, hardly more than a shingle is lost. I look at what happened last year in what we here call “April’s Fury,” the death and the devastation, and know my sister, nephew, niece and her family all narrowly missed being victims of those storms.
They sound very much like a train when they are headed towards you and it can all happen so very fast. What do you grab? The cats. The laptop. The photo albums. My Kindle. I could never carry all my RA DVDs–there are too many of them. N&S, VoD, my RH boxed set, Strike Back. Spooks 7. . . . oh, it’s too hard a decision.
I just have to hope and pray the colliding warm and cold fronts don’t spawn a “March’s Fury” for us, that no one is injured or kiled, that no homes are destroyed.
It could be a long night.