The slow motion train wreck of a hurricane has passed west of us. Two tornado warnings this afternoon sent us all into an interior hall in the library. It didn’t hit so close, but the funnel clouds have been hanging around the neighborhood all afternoon. The air is heavy and unsettled. Not much rain has actually fallen, and the wind is intermittant. An unsettled night seems to be ahead.
I love to watch “weather” – the power fascinates me. By tomorrow I’ll be tired of it and ready to see it on it’s way. Fortunately, by Wednesday it should all be past us and the sun will be out.