We have been in a severe drought for a couple of months now and actually gone into extreme drought status, I don't know the difference, all I know is it has been hot and dry. We had 78 days of temps over 90 and 14 of them were in September. Im not used to that, usually by mid September, back in Indiana, we are starting to feel some fall weather. But I digress, surprise surprise.
It rained yesterday, thank you God. But it didn't just come a nice gentle rain, it came with a fury. The rain was just starting at the end of the school day, by the time I got home it was torrential and windy and cold. Im not complaining at all, I was tempted to go out and dance in it but was afraid the neighbors might call the men in the white coats to take me in for treatment. Not that I couldn't use it but I prefer to stay home. About 6:00 it was DARK, almost as dark as night and the warnings started coming on. I was talking to some friends online and listening to the weather at the same time, trying to stay calm. One of our schools was near a tornado touchdown, not sure if the school was actually damaged but then they came on and said rotation had been seen in the sky above my school. That is only 6 miles away and west of me. So since storms normally move east I was a little tense. I lit some candles in case the power went out and prayed. I never lost power and by 9:30 the warnings had expired and there was only thunder, lightening and rain. They said this morning that we got 1 - 3 inches of rain, a good start on relieving the drought but still need a lot more. I just hope it doesnt all come in the form of bad storms.
I am so thankful for the power of prayer. God has just answered my prayers over and over in my life. He doesn't always answer them the way I want him to but in the long run I always see that He knows best.
Was glad to hear that the owner of Ye Olde Duck and Run made it through his ordeal and hope to hear that all is fine with him.
Today is the annual festival in my hometown. Im sorry I dont get to be there but I know that my family are all enjoying it. I remember as a little girl that we could never sleep the night before. My aunts, uncles and cousins would all come down for the festival and we would run around town until we were exhausted. Our parents would give us some money and we would buy all kinds of "treasures" aka junk. As I got into my teen age years the "treasures" were the cute boys we could see and discreetly follow all day. It's really funny how those things seem so important when you are young.
My housework calls, have a blessed day!
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