Riding the Storm Out

Today was crazy busy.  I got out of bed, started working immediately following Tisen’s walk, and didn’t get a chance to shower, eat or even take a break until well after 5.  When I did take a break, it was largely because my father had been trying to reach me to make sure I was still alive.  Apparently, I was just missed by a tornado and I failed to notice.

I vaguely recall realizing it was raining hard.  I remember Pat coming back from his noon walk with Tisen soaking wet.  And I remember the smell of wet dog wafting up, alerting me when Tisen was at my feet.  I also remember commenting on the ridiculous number of sirens today.  But I was clueless as to why.

As it turns out, the worst is yet to come.  I decide to take Tisen out for his evening walk, figuring I’d better get him out before the next storm comes through.

As we finish our lap around the park, lightening charges across the sky in a display that makes me wish first that I had my camera set up and then that I wasn’t standing in an open field.  I’ve never seen so much lightening all at once before.  It was like a giant spider web illuminated in the clouds.  Thankfully, none of it headed for the ground.

As large drops start to fall from the sky, I start running.  Tisen is not initially sold on the idea we had to hurry, but after a few more drops, he starts to move faster.

From our balcony, I watch the storm come in, camera in hand.  As much as I probably needed a tripod, I was feeling rushed, like we might have to run for safety at any moment.

This, of course, doesn’t stop me from firing off shots for as long as I can stand on the balcony.  It starts hailing like mad.  It’s the biggest hail I’ve ever seen in person, although I did have a car pummeled by grapefruit sized hail in Dallas once (fortunately, I was in Columbus at the time; unfortunately I flew and left my car at the Dallas airport).

After the storm dies down, the aftermath starts.  We watch the weather on TV and listen to sirens.  A bigger storm front is approaching.  Tisen will not settle down.  It’s a little nerve wracking to be in a top floor apartment even if it is only the 4th floor.  We plan to head for the first floor and hang out in the stairwell if things get really bad.

I decide I’d better shower and clean up in case we end up in a crowd  That done, I wrap up some unfinished work and then start shutting down computers and unplugging them.

Tisen walks around with his lamb in his mouth.  Pat thinks he is preparing for an emergency, taking his most valuable thing.  Pat asks me what I will take.  My first answer is my camera.

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4 responses to “Riding the Storm Out

  1. You guys actually came to mind yesterday as all the storms and tornados were popping up everywhere. Glad to hear that you guys and Tison are alright. The stormed seemed to almost jump over us. We got rain and wind though. All around our area was tornados and hail. I was trying to stay ready in case of a tornado, so I could hurry and get the animals in a safe area with me if need be.

    • Thanks for thinking of us! I felt bad I didn’t have a pic of Tisen for you! 🙂 glad the storm missed you–we were very lucky, other than hail damage to one car, all is well.

  2. So glad you were spared. Tisen carrying his lamb around in his mouth is just the cutest thought. It’s funny what we hold precious–one of my daughters said it would be her cat and her phone but I’m not sure in what order. I hope today is better.

    • I just wonder why Tisen picked his lamb instead of Mr. Beaver? I cheated ‘cuz me iPhone was already in my pocket. It was certainly a beautiful day here today. Lots of debris on the ground, but no major damage in the immediate vicinity.

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