But nothing happened.
It blustered. The wind blew. At times it was a cool gentle breeze and at times it was a swirly mini-spinning whirlwind. Cherry blossoms spun about creating little colorful tornados but not a drop of rain fell. Until, that is, around 3am this morning when the world opened up and cats and dogs started falling from the sky.
As a mostly California girl, I have been thoroughly entertained by the weather here in Nashville. It’s fun to not know what we’re going to get one day to the next. Heck, one hour to the next. I have enjoyed watching the snow fall the day after getting sunburn. I’ve laughed at the amount of times I’ve put away my winter clothes. I’m not too pleased with the poor dead Hibiscus that I carefully took care of all winter in the garage. The Hibiscus I feed and watered that lived happily in the window of the garage and then brought out two weeks ago to enjoy the beautiful warm weather. The poor guys had two lovely days in the sun before the world froze their baby leaves off. I’m hopeful they will rally.
This morning I woke up to a tornado warning. A warning is just a ‘might happen’ whereas an emergency is ‘it IS happening somewhere near you.’ A warning doesn’t mean hide in the basement but that doesn’t make it any less ominous. I’d be a bit flummoxed about what I would do were there an active warning when I was due at work. My sense of duty would likely make me put myself into my clown Smart car and toddle out into the muck and try and make it there when I probably should huddle in the doorway downstairs with the spiders and the baby squirrels that we think might still be living with us.
Thankfully, the warning has lifted and the cats and dogs have stopped falling from the sky so I don't have to decide today. It's quiet outside now. The Honeysuckle bushes that grow like weeds here are a fantastic pop of neon green, framing the trunks of the trees and making the dark grey sky almost cheerful. Here and there a White Cherry tree and Pink Cherry tree squeeze out their blossoms, a show of hope. Unlike yesterday, there are no Elephants or Giraffes to look forward to in my day but perhaps Owl will show off his might as he hunts for mama Owl as she sits on the nest. Possibilities abound.