We found it ironic that just as the sadness and troubles of the world followed us to our little vacation at Seagrove Beach, the bands of Tropical Storm Cristobal followed us back to Birmingham yesterday and stayed with us. Truly the current chaos of life being reflected through nature. There is no escaping the reality … More On Searching for the Calm in the Storm
Typically, when we are at the beach it is a huge time of creative bursts for me. I get up before dawn and listen to the waves crashing and write poetry and blog posts, feeling overwhelmingly inspired, feeling the undeniable drive to write and share my thoughts. I had hoped this trip to the Emerald … More Shifting Sands
Last night we went to bed with warnings of possible tornadoes and straight line winds coming in the wee hours of the morning. Why does that type of weather always seem to come in the dark of night? I woke up at 1:30am to lightning streaking across the sky in an amazing display of nature’s … More Sunday Storms and Gratitude
An early morning storm through my bedroom window…. I woke to the flash of lightning crashing, the deep rumble of booming thunder in the pre-dawn, and the panting of stressed dogs in our bed. The rain was torrential, and we knew we were in for a rough weather day, as the Governor of Alabama had … More On the Wisdom of Birds
We drove close to a tornado today, All just so we could play. There was wind, there was hail, And rain ’nuff to bail, and the sky was all murky and gray. The recital went well After all of that hell, We’re so glad to be safe And out of that scrape. Now on to … More Tornado Rhymes With Recital Tour
We went up to the top deck after a long and difficult day, hoping for the peace the city view always brings us. As we settled in with the dogs and good conversation, the wind began to pick up, the trees dancing furiously while fallen leaves swirled their way circuitously to the ground in wild … More A Storm’s Passage
The heat has been almost unbearable in Birmingham, the kind of heat that leaves you feeling languid and sapped of any desire to move. We’re also in a partial drought, praying for a good soaking rain for over a week now. Today was supposed to be dry, with the heat index above 100 degrees. I … More The Gift of Storms
This Christmas Eve’s Eve has proven to be an interesting one, with severe weather sweeping over the South in fits and starts. We are in a lull in Birmingham now until the next waves hit us on into the night. I have an irrational fear of tornados- always have. I am thankful to be home … More Storms ‘a Brewin’!