Wednesday, May 5, 2010
Thar She Blew!
Didn't get a chance to take any pictures of the violent thunderstorm that zoomed through, but then, again, all you would have seen would have been various loose objects out of focus as they went zooming by. I can use Bernie as a barometer - just about 10 minutes before a thunderstorm hits, she begins to pace and pant. As the storm gets closer, she gets frantic and I let her into the bedroom so she can go under the bed. With the drapes pulled, windows shut and a nice, dark close space, she is safe from whatever demons frighten her. Yesterday, we went through the drill and, while I did hear some distant thunder, birds were singing, the sun was shining and it was warm and balmy. Within three minutes of Bernie's disappearance under the bed, the sky went black, the wind howled, rain and hail came in sheets, and the temperature dropped almost 20 degrees! It was amazing! Ten minutes later, it was clear. A half hour after that, Bernie emerged. That's my girl.