This morning dawned glorious. No damage here.
The local weather forecasters whipped themselves in a frenzy of Cover My Ass with a chorus of We Warned You since the middle of the week predicting weather Armageddon for Saturday night.
It was tediously ominous for a full twenty-four hours. I even decided to wrap my car against reports of quarter-sized hail two states away. I still carry full coverage on a car that's fifteen years old, but I'll bet they would find a way to screw me out of glass coverage.
I moved my big wind chimes from the dye deck to right outside the slider to my bedroom. Big winds would wake me.
As if I ever got more than an hour's sleep. The very high thunder and lightning were incessant from midnight to dawn, but the wind and rain were run of the mill for a spring thunderstorm.
(That bright thing is Bhagdad Bazaar from 2011. It's been in the trunk of my car, a trusty beach and picnic blanket doing something useful.)
Later I'll drape them over the law chairs to dry out. The brown quilt needs a wash before storage and the artquilt will go back in the trunk, always ready.
This morning, I'm just having a little fun with some of Charlie's monster drawings getting goofy on a lovely commercial placemat I was gifted, along with a raft of beautiful linen clothing, table and bed linen. Gorgeous stuff full of potential.
There will be a nap in the sun later.
3 comments:
Ha! Isn't that monster fun?!! So glad you are okay from the storm and ready to have moved forward in sunshine! Be well. Nancy
I'm usually caught between the relief that a storm wasn't worse and annoyance at all the prep that was for naught ... seriously, glad you weathered the weather
The last two images had me smiling....I loved those placemats. But they wanted a more exciting LIFE....
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