Storms yesterday evening were pretty awful here at the barndo. I picked up outdoor rugs that blew all over the place, straightened furniture that the wind scooted to other spots, and righted a few plants that were toppled over.
Temps here dropped 20° in a short time.
But we had it easy compared to other areas locally.
My friend, Julie, sent a photo of her persimmon tree that split in half near their pond. Columbus was hit hard, as were other cities nearby. Flooding photos and videos are all over Facebook. But even worse was the loss of a 4 year-old little girl in North Vernon. A tree fell on their house. So horribly sad.
You don’t think about strong storms in mid-August, but that doesn’t mean they don’t happen.
Evening red and morning gray…
Not sure if travelers will be on their way today or if we’ll get more storms. Still, the sunset sure was beautiful last night. And even little Hugo was checking it out.
The golden sky made the trees look like fall, when really they’re all green with the sunset reflecting colors on the leaves.
Final thoughts…
Weather can be beautiful, fascinating, and sometimes frightening—but days like yesterday remind us how quickly it can turn tragic… and that we need to be mindful of how fragile and precious life truly is. My thoughts are especially with the family who lost their precious four-year-old daughter. No amount of damage to homes or property compares with the loss of a child. 😔
Now you know: A geologist was ridiculed for decades for claiming the Pacific Northwest was carved by a catastrophic Ice Age flood. NASA satellite images proved him right in the 1970s. He finally received geology’s highest honor at 96 and said “All my enemies are dead, so I have no one to gloat over.”