...ripped out of the ground by their roots...
Would you look at that tree? The Leaning Pine of Pisa.
So, apparently we had a tornado here Saturday evening, and I slept right through it.
It was a low-grade tornado and it actually touched down in a few areas, all around my neighbourhood. That figures. No one was hurt, which is what's important, of course.
But I still think what's more important to report is that I actually slept through it.
Let's think about that for a moment, shall we?
A tornado, ripping roofs off houses, and 70-year-old trees out by their roots. Me, asleep.
Gives you an idea of what kind of day I'd had. Although, I guess it helps that I can't hear out of my left ear. A relatively recent health issue. More on that another day, when I really have nothing else to talk about.
It was really strange, actually, to see these uprooted trees, because right beside them were tiny saplings, fully erect and happily growing. Not touched in the least.
Tornadoes are strange, powerful things.