ANOTHER STORM

 

An anxious dog is an early sign of another storm. The low distant rumble requires a hike to the ridge for a view of the horizon. Dark ominous clouds hover over the hills and the essence of light appears like a flash light under a blanket, going off and on. It’s time to secure the outside furniture, close windows in the cottage and the truck, find the calming pills for the anxious dog and try to get the weather update on the computer.  A glance at the phone jack brings memories of two previous lightning strikes that drove a charge down the underground phone line like a speeding train heading for a cottage wall. A loud bang rang inside when the charge hit the line going into the cottage; sparks flew from the wall leaving a burn stain on the cord, a destroyed modem and a fried phone. I will pull the phone cord from the jack before nature can destroy again, lesson learned.

The cooling breeze is a welcome sign the storm is now closer so I gather my book, water and treats and snuggle into my papasan chair to read as an anxious dog tries to join me. Dennis would say be still and observe nature, it’s so wonderful.  I feel a bit of a chill as the winds move with more gusto and the tree branches turn into big fans waving like a church bulletin on a hot day.  Light tapping noises begin, slow but steady and I glance at the phone cord now removed from the wall, we are ready for the storm. Winds increase a bit, the tapping gets louder on the metal roof and the dog is considering my lap as her new destination. The sound increases, this is not dancing squirrels dropping a few nuts; or June bugs hopping on the roof; this is a loud drum beat picking up speed along with the panting of my dog.  Water cascades off the metal roof like Niagara Falls and the noise level picks up like the drums of the marching bands or a machine gun; we now have hale.  Oh my no birds or squirrels can be safe; hale is shooting off the roof with such force and bouncing a number of times when it hits the ground.  I expect to see birds and squirrels lying on the ground, shot by projectiles of hale, but only the hale gathers on the ground now. I don’t have any reason to step out in this weather, God watered the garden today.

I have the urge to crawl into bed, pull up a soft blanket, close my eyes and listen to the hypnotic tapping on the roof, yep that sounds good! Dennis loved the metal roof too! This is just another storm and it will pass.

I thank God for answering our prayers again; sending the rain we needed and cooling everything for a little while.