Tornados hit my old neck of the woods last week! I’ve only seen one tornado in person and it was small in comparison to what just destroyed 69 homes, damaged 380 others and killed one man (he was the victim of an F-3 class tornado). In one day, 28 tornados touched down in the state I called home for ten years.
Tornados fascinate me. When I experienced seeing one in the past, I was a relatively safe distance away from it, at work, and one of the brave(/stupid?) ones to venture outside to see what was happening. I remember seeing the sky rotate through colours green, black and gray. I recall seeing flags that should’ve been flying the same direction oppose and drop dramatically in the frenetic winds. I was in rainwater up to my knees in the parking lot of my employer, watching the clouds in the distance develop from funnel to tornado before my eyes. That was almost ten years ago I’ll never forget it.
What the people across the state of Wisconsin experienced this past week was a thousand times worse than that surreal afternoon I spent steeping in storm runoff, watching the skies segue through the hues of nightmares and flags duel directions across the road from one another.
smooches~ (and hugs to the victims)