Here it is, Friday, May 11. The month started out stormy in my area on May 1. Weather stations were saying the weather was to be worse on May 2 and for me it was!
We arrived home shortly after 5 p.m. It was sprinkling with rain outside. Hubby parked the car in the garage and said he was going to get his raincoat and take the dogs for a walk. He proceeded to put on his raincoat and I went into the house to turn on the television to see what the weather person was reporting for the evening.
I turned on the TV and the weather person stated, “if you are in this area,” he pointed to the map on the screen, “take cover now.” It wasn’t our area!
As soon as he said that our power went out and BAM we were hit by a tornado!
The sky was not dark. It was a mixture of white, pale yellow, and light gray. You could still see the sun shining, yet we were enveloped in this weird color mist.
Some have said that a tornado sounds like a train. It did not sound that way to me. It sounded like something I have never heard before mixed with howling wind and pounding rain.
I told the cats to follow me and headed to the basement. Our basement is finished and we designated the back bedroom and closet area as the safest place in the house.
Hubby came in from the garage and said that as soon as he got a short distance from the house it hit and now he was drenched to the bone.
One of the cats, Abby, was terrified. She sat on the stairs moaning. Hubby picked her up and brought her into the bedroom and placed her on the bed.
Another cat, Rogue, had followed me down the stairs and was under the bed.
Our third cat, Bates, stayed upstairs. I imagined him sitting on a stool looking out the window. He likes to do that.
The howling wind lasted about thirty minutes. The rain, much longer.
Once the rain let up, Hubby walked down the road to see the damage. A power pole was down and a power line had snapped. Trees were down on the road, lots of tree damage on our property, tin missing from the barn roof, the barn was now leaning, tin was missing from the blacksmith shop, top of the dog kennel was missing, and the chicken coop was turned over with chickens inside-all alive.
It was a miracle. No damage to the house.
Throughout the neighborhood, we learned that no homes were damaged. Damage was done to outbuildings and trees. One neighbor lost their hay barn, another lost their horse barn-all horses survived, and another lost their children’s playset.
Hubby said it was like the tornado had been picky about what it wanted to hit.
It could have been worse and we are thankful that it wasn’t.