When I was little, my grandma was completely terrified of storms. We lived in a small trailer and we would always have to go to her house. A long time ago, when we had a hurricane hit Georgia, we went to her house, and was forced to get in the closet. The wind was whipping, and the power was flickering. I have to admit it was terrifying. Every since then, I catch myself doing the same thing. I will start getting my wind chims and hammocks and plants inside and watch the weather, turn off everything in my house, call family, and completely freak myself out about the weather. While outside, I watch the clouds and listen for any kind of roaring. I have never been in a tornado so I really do not know what to listen for, but I try my best. If something is coming our way, I want to know in advance and not be surprised. My family calls me their Meteorologist.
It has always been a dream for me to go to the flatland’s and storm chase. I want someone to photography me in front of a tornado. The tornado being far back in the field though. It will happen one day.Sure, I will be scared, but it will be so worth it.
I’m sure I have left a imprint on my friends lives. Every time it thunders, I’m sure they think of me..or wait for my phone call. -lol-
Here is a few pictures of today’s wall cloud. Yes, I was freaked out!