Still Standing


Ok. I’ll get right to it: This one scared me. I woke up at 4am to howling winds and flashing strobe lights. I feared going to the window and look. I contemplated going to the downstairs bathroom to hide. I stayed in bed under the covers too freaked out to do either.

A few hours later, I woke again, this time to the whirl of chainsaws. The calm had returned although the power had not. I ventured out to see if anything was left in the neighborhood. Across the street a tree had fallen on a neighbors’ truck and was covering his entire driveway. Next door the very top of a 40-foot pine crashed down in the back yard, narrowly missing a brand new car. Debris was everywhere.

In our backyard, most of the dead trees were now horizontal. A 20-foot top section of what was (just yesterday) a 50-foot pine tree crashed down behind the dollhouse. A double-trunked (also dead) tree right next to the dollhouse fell down and came to rest in the “V” of a living tree, breaking one of its trunks. The dollhouse, much like our own house, remained unscathed.

In the afternoon, we ventured out of the neighborhood and found downed powerlines and trees. Friends and news stories confirmed we were spared the worst of what was apparently 2-4 small tornadoes hopping around.

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