Call the wind Mariah

Some bumpy weather rolled through last evening. We got a lot of wind and a little rain. South of me got pounded. 

I was sitting on the porch watching the storm approach…

I don’t know, it’s what I like to do.

…when the tree top beyond the neighbor’s roof line changed abruptly from swaying in the wind to bent over out of sight. A heartbeat later the wind increased to a howl and you could physically feel it roar past the house. Luckily, I was protected on the porch by the wall of the garage. I decided it was time to retreat inside. 

A bit later the wind had reduced a bit. The talking weather heads on the TV were still droning on. I glanced out the front door and saw a bunny hop nonchalantly around the corner of the house, pause, eat a bite of weed, and hop off to the south. 

Mother Nature knows when it’s safe, no matter what the radar says.