The storms are coming
Spring in the South means new life – blossoms & blooms and violent storms. Warm fronts battling with cold fronts, spring pushing out the winter, and what do you get?
We’re right on the outskirts, but when you’re midway through a power outage and gusting winds with hail pounding the roof and lightning blowing up the sky and thunder rattling the windows, it doesn’t feel like we’re on the edge. It feels like we are right in the middle.
And, it’s over
The winds stop blowing, the sun comes out or you can see the stars break through the night sky. It’s calm again and you notice the green buds on Dogwood trees and the warm air settles back in for a longer stay.
A storm of my own
I’m working on revisions and edits for Nelson and Cora, and I feel a storm scene brewing …