Muses

Musing on a tree in our bathroom. Madison, Georgia tornado damage.

This is a sign hanging in the kitchen of a good friend.

My two youngest children and I were away when the tornadoes hit Madison last Wednesday night.

I heard a lot about the storms via texts and phone calls from friends who were here — but until you see it — it’s hard to believe.

Now thankfully, Madison was spared the horrific damage that other areas of the South experienced, and as hard as some areas in our town were hit, miraculously no one was seriously injured.

Not what you really want to see at the top of the landing going into your bedroom.

 

Meet George.

At least that is what my friend has named him. She is waiting outside her house right now for someone to escort George off her roof.

George ~ such the charmer dropping in unannounced.

 

This was across the street from her house.

 This big fellow is in her back yard right behind George’s root ball.

 

But the planter's she arranged right before the storm hit were untouched.

 They have been cleaning up hard since Thursday morning. Their entire street is like this.

One of  worst hit areas is a block away at the Pennington’s pecan grove.  This was the sight of our sunrise service a week ago.

Our service was at the lake right behind the house.

 They were told two tornados merged here.

These pine trees just snapped — dozens and dozens of them.

All a few blocks from our home.

This was across the street from our house.

No one was hurt.

Crazy stuff.

I’m starting to think anything can happen…Just be thankful for good health and blue skies.

           

           

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