Late this afternoon I was sitting on the porch watching the dark clouds roll in. With me was Biscuit, the sweet beagle who thinks he lives here. I suppose he does.
As we sat there it started to rain. Hard. Then lightning. Then thunder. Biscuit shook. I petted and would calm him down then another Boom. More shaking and shuttering.
He sat close to me as things started getting a bit hairy. I was sitting in the red chair that you see in the picture above.
As the storm got heavier, I walked inside to talk to Leonard. He was stripped down and ready to get into the Jacuzzi. (no pictures). I told him that was not a good idea during a thunder storm. I walked back out to the porch and Biscuit was gone. Whenever it rains hard he goes under the back porch where he keeps dry.
I sat in the living room as the loudest clap I've ever heard roared, the whole house shook and a flash of light ripped across in front of me. A picture flew off the wall where the flash entered. I ran to check on Leonard, he was okay and not in the tub. I went to the back porch and heard Biscuit crying under the porch. Then he darted out from under the porch and ran off into the woods. He's not back yet. He will settle down and return. I hope soon.
I went into my office. No power in there. Leonard checked the breakers and two had been shut off. We turned on the TV in the living room. It comes on but only searches for the satellite. No signal. We tried the TV in the office. Same thing. We will call DirecTV on Monday.
I think now..... I am so glad I told Leonard not to get in the tub. And I wondered what would have happened to me if I had still been in that chair on the porch where the lightning flashed through the house.
It is now 4 hours later. Raining again. Biscuit still not back. Tried to upload pictures on this blog. Took a long time for just the one. Gave up getting more.
Happy Mothers Day dear women friends and family.
Until next time.